The Court will certainly reclaim Yunxi. By that time, my Lord will either retreat into the Martial World or become the subordinate of some noble family's young master, being bossed around by arrogant individuals!"
Rong Yichu slowly stood up, flicked his sleeve, and said in a deep voice, "Who is my Lord? He is Gu Zhan, the God of Slaughter, unmatched in the world, standing atop the martial world at a young age. How could such a hero suffer this humiliation? Just because of his birth? But he already has the strength to break the constraints of birth. Why should he be reduced to a sacrificial pawn?"
Qin You said flatly, "The world of martial arts is vast and magnificent. There are many who are not inferior to Gu Zhan, and many who surpass him as well. In this realm, one must be a king or minister. At the Court, all are treated equally. Even a Land Immortal must bow before the Court. Thunder and rain are both heavenly favors!"
