"You... what are you laughing at?" Xue Beng stammered.
Dai Tianfeng glanced at Xue Beng, his eyes full of contempt, and mimicked his tone. "Exhaust Heaven Dou's resources to win Spirit Hall's favor."
Xue Beng choked at once, his face flushing as red as pig liver.
"Hunted down by Spirit Hall's legions all the way, searched through mountains and seas, scurrying about everywhere," Dai Tianfeng continued mockingly.
"That's still better than being captured outright, becoming a Spirit Hall exchange student, and then going around opening your own nation's gates for them," Xue Beng retorted.
This time, it was Dai Tianfeng's turn to feel as if his heart had been viciously pierced.
Dai Tianfeng said in exasperation, "And you're any better than I am? Didn't you sell out Ge Long of your Heaven Dou Empire and offer up his head in exchange for a chance at peace? Xue Beng, what right do you have to mock me?"
"I did that for the sake of Heaven Dou Empire's realm and people! If not for me, when the Heaven Dou Empire's foundations were shaken, turning back the tide before it collapsed and holding up the building before it fell, my Heaven Dou Empire would have long become like your Star Luo—"
Just as Dai Tianfeng was about to organize his words, he saw another group approaching and immediately found a direction for his rebuttal. "Xue Beng, clown crown prince, look who's here. Aren't these your father and that brother of yours, the two retired emperors of the Heaven Dou Empire? Captured by Spirit Hall, draped in sheepskins, and led back to Spirit Hall like sheep all the way—Spirit Hall's Duke of Dark Virtue, Grand Duke Xue Ye, and Marquis of Double Darkness, Marquis Xue Qinghe?"
Xue Beng looked over and saw his father