The Seven Killings Hall Master couldn't help but laugh; he truly hadn't anticipated that Chen Yuan would turn out to be Xiang Qianqiu's son. The two battled fiercely against each other, only to find out they were father and son...
It's the height of absurdity.
"Having such an outstanding son, instead of reclaiming him, you want to kill him—pardon my bluntness, but this is rather foolish. If you two were to be recognized as father and son, half the land of the Central Plains would be yours, achieving great feats; reviving the Chu and overthrowing the Jin could be easily done."
"History is filled with tales of fathers and sons fighting against each other; he and I are of the same kind. Between the two of us, only one can live, and I hope that one is me.
When he proclaimed himself King Yan and honored the Chen Family as ancestors, he ceased to be my son, Xiang Qianqiu. We are merely opponents now, rivals in the struggle for supremacy."
Xiang Qianqiu smiled faintly.
