The people in the hall exchanged glances in silence. This guy has some serious nerve, thinking he can challenge the Wang Family and Mr. Yuan all by himself? He's courting death!
"Who doesn't know that Wang Teng only lost because certain people used disgraceful means?" Yuan Zhentao declared with certainty, swirling the wine in his glass. "I can testify to that."
His words were clearly meant to whitewash Wang Teng's reputation. It made sense. After spending ten years training in the Biluo Sword Valley of Yuning Mountain, he was beaten down in his very first battle upon returning. Whether it was a joke or not, how could Wang Teng and the entire Wang Family possibly accept it? Now, armed with a Treasure Weapon, they were determined to reshape Wang Teng into a proud son of heaven—one who, despite his defeat, was still glorious and had a bright future.
"Thank you, Mr. Yuan," Wang Yun said, clasping his fists.
