"Senior brother, you misunderstood." True Monarch Xuansha restrained his smile, a sharp glint flashing across his eyes.
"I am not rejoicing over your misfortune, but rather feeling fortunate for our Black Pool Marsh!"
"Hmm?" True Monarch Yanze furrowed his brows once more.
"The old thief Xuanji being so scheming against you indicates that the rumors of his impending demise may very well be true."
"Even more severe than the rumors!"
"He knows his lifespan is nearing its end."
"He intends to bring down someone alongside him before he dies, to alleviate the pressure on Qinglan Sect!"
True Monarch Yanze was taken aback, but quickly came to realize.
The anger in his eyes gradually faded.
Replaced by a strong sense of joy.
"You're saying... he's already exhausted."
"Can only use such mutually destructive methods to plot against me?"
"Exactly!"
True Monarch Xuansha nodded and said.
"Imagine, if he still had sufficient lifespan and strength."
