Then with a solemn tone, he spoke:
"Just now, in my urgency to save lives, I must have seemed foolish to you, Taoist Friend."
The cultivator in the blue robe shook his head and laughed:
"No, it's not quite a joke. Those who accomplish great things are rarely truly upright gentlemen. Such actions are quite normal. Taoist Friend, you carry the sea in your chest, grand in your demeanor, but you lack a bit of the great breath to swallow the Realm Sea."
Taoist Master Yingyuan said nothing in response.
The gaunt old man merely smiled wryly:
"It seems Taoist Friend holds a deep prejudice against this old man. However, I still wish to advise you. You and I are meant for greater destinies. Why must we clash arms here today?"
The cultivator in the blue robe chuckled softly:
"There's no need for more words, Taoist Friend. I am here today, let's see how you make me stop."
Upon hearing this, the gaunt old man sighed lightly despite having anticipated it:
