Liu Qiang's voice had a sharpness that pierced through all pretense. "An ant today, an ant for life!"
His words struck straight at the heart of the matter, tearing apart all of Tang San's unrealistic fantasies.
"Your greatest enemy, Lin Ye... he's the darling of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect now! The Heaven Dou Empire's Thousand-Facets King! The new emperor, Xue Qinghe, trusts him deeply!"
Liu Qiang's gaze stabbed at Tang San like needles.
"More importantly... he's already a Soul Saint!"
Seeing Tang San's expression change drastically, Liu Qiang showed a flicker of almost cruel understanding.
"Judging by that look... you're probably still lost in your grand dream of revenge, completely unaware that the world outside has turned upside down, aren't you?"
Liu Qiang shook his head, his tone carrying one last trace of the complicated feelings he held as an old acquaintance.
"I've said all I have to say..."
He took Xiong Er by the arm and turned to leave.
"You two..." Liu Qiang gave one last glance at Tang San, whose face was as pale as a ghost, and the silent Dai Mubai farther away. "Take care of yourselves."
As Tang San watched Xiong Er and Liu Qiang turn resolutely away, the last traces of feigned gentleness, grief, and even fervor vanished from his eyes.
In their place came a chill that froze the marrow and a twisted, venomous hatred.
Lin Ye again!
That name seared the depths of his soul like a red-hot branding iron, stirring boundless hatred.
Why is it always him! Stealing my opportunities! Killing my teachers! Destroying my foundations! And now he's going to sever the last connections I have?!
Xiong Er, Liu Qiang...
Tang San stared at the two figures gradually fading into the twilight, his fingers creaking from how tightly he