"Anyone who comes may try to draw the sword."
Lu smiled gently.
Tian Guang smiled.
His eyes narrowed slightly, gleaming with a distinctive light.
"I have studied the Dragon Kingdom's history extensively since childhood and have long admired Emperor Ying. His Majesty united the realm and swept across the Eight Desolations. He could truly be called the greatest emperor of all time."
Flattery never failed to find its mark.
Tian Guang's words pleased Lu immensely.
Although Tian Guang had arrived later, Lu gestured for him to draw the sword first.
"The Dragon Kingdom's historical record has been broken. True history is held by only a handful of people. Peasants like you will never have access to it."
Tian Guang smiled with both smugness and resignation. "Undeniably, you're the best of the best as hired muscle. But people have ranks. People of our class are born standing where you could never reach in your entire lives."
"Do you know why I founded the European Capitalist Faction? To learn the foreigners' strengths and use them against them. I wish to follow in our forebears' footsteps and restore the Dragon Kingdom's glory."
"History is a mirror. You wouldn't understand."
Tian Guang walked toward the Lulujian as he spoke.
Old Ninth lit a cigarette and reached back to pull the short knife from Hi Dog's hand.
"Old Ninth!"
Xiao Yuan snapped under her breath.
"Don't be rash. Let him go first."
Little White Tiger shook his head confidently.
"Minister Tian, give it your best shot. Even if you draw it, don't expect to leave here alive."
Old Ninth shrugged and spread his hands with a smile.
"Infighting is forbidden in this world. Young master, please."
Whether deliberately or not, Lu reminded Old Ninth not to act recklessly.
The latter nodded smugly.
He stepped forward