When words found no common ground, even half a sentence was too much. Ouyang no longer wanted to argue with Dongxu Zi.
They had spent countless years plotting to root out the Immortal and slaughter him. How could a few words from Ouyang possibly persuade them?
If Dongxu Zi could be persuaded so easily, he would hardly deserve to be called the greatest beneath Heaven and Earth.
Which of them had not been a genius who led Heaven and Earth in his own era?
Geniuses were all proud, and just as stubborn.
Leng Qingsong was like that, as were Chen Changsheng and Bai Feiyu.
Dongxu Zi, whose fame had endured far longer than theirs, was even more so.
To put it bluntly, if that Grand Ancestor were still around, he would surely unleash a torrent of abuse at Dongxu Zi, just as Ouyang usually cursed those unfilial brats!
Rather than try to persuade someone determined to follow a dark road to its bitter end, he might as well make his own plans sooner.
Want to scheme against my kids?
Do you really think I have no tricks up my sleeve as their Eldest Senior Brother?
Ouyang sneered inwardly, but his face wore a radiant smile.
Dongxu Zi, who had lived so long, looked at Ouyang's insincere expression and could not help sighing inwardly.
He had tried every kind of persuasion today, even putting on a sob story, yet the brat remained unmoved.
If Hu Yun were still here, he would surely be calling this brat an unfilial wretch at the top of his lungs.
Stubbornly believing that he alone was right, he was destined to batter his head bloody in the end.
The old fox and the young fox exchanged knowing smiles, each silently deciding that the other was an