Wang Shouzhe, however, knew that this simple-minded fellow probably truly had no clue.
As the legitimate son, obsessed with cultivation and battle, when had he ever bothered with matters beyond his own world?
And none of the Zhao Clan's own people would go around with the words "I'm a bad person" written across their faces.
Besides, good and evil had never been absolute labels.
From the Zhao Clan's own perspective, they were merely fighting for more room to survive, though their methods were somewhat unscrupulous. The world itself had always been cruel and brimming with competition.
Wang Shouzhe said calmly, "Using unscrupulous means to violate and swallow the interests of innocent people will naturally make others loathe you."
"But weren't you also using unscrupulous means to violate our Zhao Clan?" Zhao Dingteng pointed at Liu Yuanrui with an utterly guileless expression. "He said your schemes kill without spilling blood."
"The Zhao Clan is not innocent. Your Zhao Clan was the one that broke the rules first and made enemies of us both." Wang Shouzhe spoke evenly. "Second, if your Zhao Clan had not spent all these years committing every evil under the sun, continuously seizing the interests of innocent people and offending too many others, my plan could never have stirred up such waves. At the end of the day, if an aristocratic clan is crooked at its roots, sooner or later it will vanish into ashes and smoke."
Wang Shouzhe was not afraid in the slightest that his plan would be exposed, because this was an open and overwhelming strategy, one the Liu-Zhao Clans had no power to resist. With their reputations, even if they wanted to become good people again, the common folk would not believe them.
"Then... can our two clans still become friends?" Zhao Dingteng's foolish-looking