Lin Xiaosu slowly said, "Born of the Li Clan, even without the ties of incense, such an unforgivable hatred should not exist. Li Qing, why are you doing this?"
Li Qing replied, "Boy, you're still too young. So-called hatred is merely an obsession for those of a lower level. At our level, what we do has long surpassed the shackles of hatred. Opposing the Li Clan, the remaining disciples of the Huang Clan will attach themselves to the Ancestor Hall. The Long Ear Clan and the Ye Clan will also support the Ancestor Hall, that's all!"
Lin Xiaosu slowly raised his head.
His face was initially full of dejection.
Slowly, the dejection on his face faded, and eventually, his face was full of smiles. "Li Qing, what you've thought of, do you think I haven't thought of it?"
The three people, including Li Qing, exchanged glances, all slightly startled.
