Old Man Hongjun disagreed.
But Lord Dan Jing paid no heed to what he thought and sat casually in his seat.
Tap—
Tap—
Tap—
His slender fingers kept tapping the immortal table. Dan Jing sat in silence with a faint smile on his lips, his golden eyes deep and untroubled.
Clearly—
Dan Jing had not taken in a word Old Man Hongjun had said!
And Old Man Hongjun noticed.
His expression, usually so calm, changed almost imperceptibly when he saw Dan Jing's reaction.
Old Man Hongjun was worried.
He could hardly help it.
Everyone knew—
Dan Jing had always done whatever he pleased!
Even knowing that Yang Mei—and beings perhaps even stronger than him—still lurked in the depths of Chaos, Dan Jing's arrogant nature meant he probably would not fear them in the slightest.
The silence grew heavier.
Old Man Hongjun had the Primordial Cosmos at heart. He feared Dan Jing would make the wrong decision.
After thinking it over again and again, he finally spoke.
"The Primordial World's foundations are steadily growing stronger. Once it undergoes another ascension, the sages can draw on the power of the three paths and reach the highest level."
"Xi He and Chang Xi should then be able to attain a flawless, complete state."
"When that time comes—"
"It won't be too late to act!"
Having said that, Old Man Hongjun let slip:
"For now, perhaps we should avoid confronting them head-on..."
Avoid confronting them head-on.
The moment those words left his mouth, Old Man Hongjun fell silent.
That was bad.
For all his careful thought, he had made one fatal slip—
Telling Dan Jing to "avoid confronting them head-on" was little different from calling him a coward to his face.
Sure enough.
Tap—
As Old Man Hongjun finished speaking, Dan Jing's fingers