"You've already surpassed me. I'm very glad you're still willing to return."
"I never said I was coming back. Don't misunderstand." Shi Zhao waved a hand.
The Martial King's expression stiffened. Roused from seclusion, he had intended to go and stop them, only to suddenly see the young girl from years past. Now, her name was renowned far and wide, her might felt throughout the land.
"Whatever the case, you were born in the Martial King Manor. Those two are both your younger brothers." The Martial King had always been a forceful man, one who had contended with the Stone Emperor for supremacy in his youth. Yet now he was calmly appealing to a woman's family affections, quite unlike his usual self.
Shi Zhao nodded, then shook her head. "Of course they're both my younger brothers. That's why I won't interfere in their affairs, nor can I favor either of them."
After all, the palm and the back of the hand were both flesh!
Of course, this life was somewhat different. With her involvement, the two might not necessarily have to fight to the death, but they would still have to settle things in a clash.
How could the theft of a bone and the murder of a mother be brushed aside so easily?
It was all in view.
The Martial King noticed Shi Zhongtian and Shi Hao, grandfather and grandson, steadily crippling people's cultivation inside the manor. His expression changed slightly. If all the clan's experts were crippled, the manor would decline.
"You really have grown old. You can't see the future." Shi Zhao saw through his thoughts and chuckled. "They're merely rotten seeds. Clearing them out is a good thing. It's time to tear everything down and start again. Everything must change."
"Must it come to this?" the