Qin Sheng's attitude was unyielding. He stated outright that he could not remain in the Shaking Light Holy Land forever, nor could he guarantee that he would not take action against others in the future.
It was fine if Saints no longer emerged into the world, but if he became the exception and they could not accept that, then they could simply fight another Myriad Clans War.
It was domineering and unequal, but victors naturally had the right to demand more. Otherwise, would Qin Sheng's victory have been for nothing?
Moreover, being polite to the Ancient Clan at a time like this would instead give them the illusion that they might be able to push their luck.
Everything that had happened over the past few years had proven that reason could not be argued with Primordial Creatures. They feared power but did not cherish virtue.
"The problem is that Saint Lord Qin is too powerful. If you are regarded as part of the younger generation and can act freely, even the Ancient Emperor's Sons probably would not dare show themselves casually." Hun Tuo remained calm and did not lose his temper because of Qin Sheng's forcefulness.
"This is not good for the development of the prodigies of all races. A hero like Saint Lord Qin is already in a different world from everyone else. Give the younger generation a chance. Watching them compete is not without its amusement."
"Cultivating quickly and being strong are not my fault. The Ancient Emperor's Sons should look for the reasons within themselves instead," Qin Sheng said.
"Besides, if no one offends me, I will not offend them. I am not the sort of person who casually bullies the weak with strength."
The problem was that you were devious and liked setting bait!
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