After Chen Yang finished speaking, he looked back at Wu Chang behind him.
The tremor in Wu Chang's spirit body showed that Chen Yang's words had clearly moved him.
Yet after struggling several times, he still shook his head and insisted, "My Lord Palace Master, I possess a minor Divine Dao art called Eye Peeping, which can peer into the hearts of men."
"When I came into contact with Bai Di, I used this art to descend upon him. He truly intended for us to achieve greatness together; it was not a false pretense."
Hearing this, Chen Yang sighed helplessly within.
He believed Wu Chang was not lying, but he also knew only too well how fickle the human heart could be.
Bai Di might be sincerely cooperating with him now, but once the Demonic Dao truly completed its great undertaking of domination, whether he would still uphold that original intention was something no one could say.
There were simply too many examples, in both his previous life and this one, of people who could share hardship but not prosperity.
With the Divine Dao's current feeble strength, it simply could not afford to gamble.
Seeing Chen Yang remain silent, Wu Chang turned and walked into the palace. "Since My Lord Palace Master has concerns, why not make a wager with me?"
"A wager? On what?"
Chen Yang returned to the hall, sat down, and asked.
"On how the affairs outside will end."
Wu Chang still clung to his own view. "What My Lord Palace Master said makes sense, but whether the Yang Family truly deserves the title of 'Holy Clan' is likewise open to question."
"Now that the Yang Family's Kirin Son has entered the fray, My Lord Palace Master may as well watch from the sidelines with me. Neither