Xu Guang regained his composure, his expression calm and unwavering.
He was no longer a destitute drifter, selling his life for the empty promises of others.
No matter how much Li Qian boasted, if he brought nothing to the table, he would dismiss it as mere bluster.
Today, eighty years after the collapse of the Great Zhou Court, the bloodline of the Imperial Family might still be considered noble by the people, but in reality...
True Jianghu people worship strength, and now, how many would actually respect the Imperial Family?
"Becoming the Master of the Dragon Gate is indeed enticing, but Xu Mou wants to know, Prince Li... why choose me?"
Li Qian chuckled lightly,
"Because you killed many from the Celestial Destiny Sect, especially that Tang Feng. For him to infiltrate a sect like Dianyin Sect, the Celestial Destiny Sect must have paid a hefty price behind the scenes.
Just based on this, I believe you are not from the Celestial Destiny Sect.
