"Even with several Immortal Monarchs exerting immense pressure, his old bones never wavered. He not only refused to launch an attack but also preserved countless documents about Yan Ruyu, stubbornly holding on to this day."
"However, it's likely that once he can no longer endure, the Taixu Sect will still bow to the pressure. I suppose you know why he eventually defected to the Demon Race, transforming into a demon-dragon."
Silence.
Just focusing on the bowl of pickled peanuts.
Although he wanted to pretend he hadn't heard anything, he knew that every matter has two sides. He understood how terrifyingly desperate it must have been to force an Immortal Monarch to betray his race.
He even put himself in Yan Ruyu's shoes, and then his chopsticks suddenly froze in mid-air.
Because to his horror, he realized if he had to choose now, he might make the exact same choice!
