"You killed my grandson, between us it's tit for tat."
Li Guanyi said: "You are mistaken."
He thrust his long spear forward.
The sound of steel piercing flesh.
The blade of his war spear pierced through Ji Yunqing's throat, coming out from the back.
The old man's voice ceased.
He is truly a strategist of the aristocratic family, even surpassing Wen Lingjun in his adeptness at strategy and grasping the trend, but perhaps he stayed at a high position for too long, failing to recognize the true nature of the heroes of the world.
Ji Yunqing's gaze was fixed on Li Guanyi.
Li Guanyi pulled out the long spear, the spear's edge tainted with a trace of blood, carrying the Dragon Map Sword at his waist. He seemed to have grown in that instant, his voice calm, with a hint of detachment:
"As Marquis, I command the world's army, I don't need to decipher trends."
"I am the trend."
