"The Clear Sky Sect?"
Zhao Su frowned at this. Because of Tang Yuehua and Ning Rongrong, he did not want to move against either the Clear Sky Sect or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"This person was at least a rank eighty-nine Soul Douluo. No one outside the Clear Sky Sect's direct lineage could possess the Clear Sky Hammer and reach that rank!"
"Then, in your opinion, gentlemen, was it the Clear Sky Sect that wanted to move against my Holy Angel Chamber of Commerce, or Tang San's Tang Sect?"
"The so-called Tang Sect is the Clear Sky Sect. It's simply more convenient to use the Tang Sect's name while the Clear Sky Sect remains in seclusion."
"Hmph!"
Zhao Su merely snorted and said nothing more.
He was still thinking too much, weighing too many things in his heart.
"Brother Zhao, let me remind you of something. The Clear Sky Sect isn't nearly as righteous as it appears. Or rather, no sect on this continent truly harbors goodwill!"
Yang Wudi had also noticed Zhao Su's hesitation and offered him this reminder.
Every sect, including Spirit Hall, placed its own interests above all else.
To preserve their sect's legacy and obtain power, these people had no room in their hearts for so-called familial affection.
"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Yang. I understand what I should do!"
At this point, Zhao Su's heart was gradually changing, because he understood that only by changing could he become the final victor.
Just as the system had said, only by becoming the true villain who controlled everything could he possibly succeed.
"Master!"
Zhao Su left the room and entered the courtyard, gazing up at the sky alone, his thoughts unknown.
Just then, Zhang Ying appeared behind him.
Zhang Ying had been searching for