Hundred Victories Mountain.
The Heroic Ancestral Hall.
After hearing Yan Chongsheng's report, the Celestial King strode out of the ancestral hall. He gazed at the heavens, where clouds gathered and scattered, and suddenly sneered, "What a character, that Wu Dao!"
"Celestial King?"
Yan Chongsheng looked perplexed.
"He wants to gamble his life against mine!"
The Celestial King stood with his hands behind his back, his physique imposing. He said in a cold voice, "The Bai Ze Bureau has known for a long time that I was resurrected from the Soul-Nurturing Wilds.
Since that Wu Dao is the man holding down two prefectures for Prince Nanyang's faction, how could the Bai Ze Bureau not warn and protect him?
He knows he's no match for me.
And yet, he's stubbornly waiting for me all by himself in Lancang, waiting for me to kill him. I can hear his little scheme loud and clear all the way from here on Hundred Victories Mountain."
