"Old friend, that's a low blow. You even used me in your schemes. All those enemies I've made—weren't they all because of you and your Zhou Family?" Zhao Qingshan said. Despite his words, he held no real resentment. He knew deep down that even if he could do it all over again, he wouldn't change a thing.
"For the sake of our descendants, I'd even include myself in the plotting. If you're still angry, wait until we're both dead and gone. You can settle the score with me over there."
Zhou Sihai sighed, speaking with deep feeling. It seemed this was all part of a long-standing plan he had devised.
"I agree."
Zhao Qingshan sighed as well. For now, it was the most effective way they could think of to protect the future generations of their two families.
