Although Tang Qingyun's words were extremely unpleasant, completely disregarding the Qing Tian Alliance he had assembled, Chen Changwu had no reason to refute them, nor was there any way to argue.
Indeed, in Lu Tianxing's eyes, the Qing Tian Alliance, composed of second-rate families, was utterly insignificant, easily annihilated with a flip of the hand. To Lu Tianxing, the Qing Tian Alliance was as inconsequential as ants, while he was the elephant. An elephant never cares how many ants are underfoot; after all, a single step can easily crush them all to death, so why bother concerning oneself?
"Young Master Tang, I understand. I know what to do next."
"Since you know, then return. Also, send someone to monitor Lu Tianxing's every move. Furthermore, without my orders, nobody should lay a hand on Bai Zhiqing, otherwise—death." Tang Qingyun said, squinting.
