Ever since Sorens and the other old men had learned the stories of the Hundred-Man Slayer and the Ten-Thousand-Man Slayer, they had greeted Yu Lin Bloodhawk with beaming smiles every time they saw him and discussed the profoundly abstruse matter of perfecting the War God's Holy Scripture. As Sylvanas put it, the old men were worried that he was cutting corners again, given his long and dismal track record.
Eventually, Yu Lin Bloodhawk grew so fed up that he tossed them a Taiji Diagram. He gave them a rough explanation, hoping to divert those research fanatics' attention so they would stop bothering him.
Little had he known that handing over the diagram would make everything worse. The old men seemed to glimpse something within it, and all of them found it unfathomably profound. They went wild, leaving Yu Lin Bloodhawk bitterly regretting having stirred up that hornet's nest.
Sometimes, Yu Lin Bloodhawk wanted to flatten them with a punch and tell them, Stop coming to me to study the way of heaven. Let me tell you: I hit you. That's the way of heaven.
Unfortunately, he did not dare. Those old men might have looked scrawny, but if it came to a real fight, he was almost certainly no match for them. Sylvanas had told him that, and he was very much inclined to believe a major boss like her. Thus, countless brethren among his brain cells perished over the Taiji Diagram, yet he still had no way to unleash a great wave of popular revolt.
He had regretted bringing out the Taiji Diagram ever since, considering it yet another disaster caused by showing off. Most of the time, he would rather train until he was as exhausted as a dead dog than see those obsessed old charlatans, who were