"Unfortunately, The Order of the Hidden is still too powerful. They may not wield absolute violence like the Supreme of Buzhou Mountain, but they can manipulate this world, sowing discord from within and pitting people against each other."
He drew a circle on the table with his finger: "They can casually set a trap, and the prey will be ensnared. There are always people willing to play the role of hunting dogs. Just like when you cornered Qing and Chi back then, and like today when you're cornering my junior brother. Why are you always fools, always being used?"
Rumble.
The courtyard shook violently as Jiang Chunyang seemed to be in a rage.
The old man's clasped hands gently rubbed together, the bulging veins on the backs of his hands showing his age.
Few people now know the meaning of this gesture.
It signifies that he will act at all costs.
