Clearly, the powerful Chiyan Khan did not appreciate Lanling's dark humor, merely glaring coldly at him.
"Where's that traitor Xie Li?"
Lanling said, "Xie Li isn't the traitor; you're the traitor to the Centaurs, Chiyen!"
Lanling's gaze was indeed troubling, for he looked with the eyes of a god, filled with blame and acceptance. Looking at Chiyan Khan as if he were a child who didn't understand, this made Chiyan Khan very displeased.
"Take away that disgusting look, or I will blind you," Chiyan Khan said angrily.
Then, he suddenly extended his arm, grasped Lanling's neck, and lifted him high.
"Aren't you a god? What god is so weak?" Chiyan Khan mocked, causing all the Chiyan Tribe Centaur Samurai around to burst into laughter.
Lanling said, "Is godliness in your heart equated with might?"
"Of course, if a god isn't mighty, how do they deserve the title?" Chiyan Khan laughed.
Lanling shook his head and said, "Godhood lies in watchfulness, in protection, not in might."
