"Become ghosts? Hehe, I have never seen one yet. But today is the fifteenth of the seventh month, the legendary Ghost Festival. If fate permits, go become ghosts. Once you have become ghosts, come find me and we can talk!" Huang Tianming said with a laugh.
"Tianming, I have pondered this for a long time, yet no matter what, I cannot understand why you would do this. You... have no reason at all!" Huang Tianle said bitterly.
"Hehe, what is there to ponder?" Huang Tianming sneered. "My cultivation is no weaker than yours, and my ability to handle Tianmen Mountain's affairs surpasses yours a hundredfold. For these past hundred-odd years, has it not always been I who labored for Tianmen Mountain? You... what have you done? And my descendants? Why can they not take charge of Tianmen Mountain?"
"You are not Tianming!!!" Upon hearing this, Huang Tianle immediately sprang up from his chair and roared, "Who are you? Where is Tianming? What have you done to Tianming???"
"Ah???" Everyone was stunned, and Huang Tianming's voice fell silent. Only after the time it took to drink a cup of tea did it sound again. "Now this is strange. How did you know I am not Huang Tianming? I had been by Huang Tianming's side for twenty years. I watched all his mannerisms and actions and committed them to memory. Even over these past ten years, had you not failed to spot any flaw? Why did you suddenly discover it today, just as I was about to succeed?"
"You... you are Huang Jingming..." Huang Tianle suddenly came to his senses and cried out, "You... ten years ago... Ah, I understand. The one who was harmed ten years ago must have been my younger brother. You were the one who struck him down!"