"That's truly a pity." Hearing what Yang Zhen said, Xing Tiexin couldn't stop shaking his head.
He wished for the Zhao Family's downfall, but the Zhao Family would never truly collapse as he desired.
"Even if I can witness the demise of the Zhao Family in my lifetime, that would be good." Xing Tiexin muttered.
Song Changming heard this and couldn't help but grin, "Why witness it in your lifetime when you could personally take revenge? Wouldn't that be more exhilarating!"
Xing Tiexin was startled for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, you're right, Changming, I can't compare to you!"
He had ambition but had never thought he could single-handedly overthrow the colossal Zhao Family.
After all, one person's strength is limited, and it can't compare to the power of a united noble family.
But the innate confidence and absolute gall in Song Changming always filled Xing Tiexin with genuine admiration.
