Those words were laughable to say the least. Huiye Yin was the one who had been bullying others. Though, the divine moonrace cared more about status than the truth at this point. Might makes right, no matter how badly they treated the weak.

"Li Tianming, this slap is to teach you the proper way to behave. You can hate me for that if you want, but as long as you’re weaker than me, you have no right to be arrogant. I am not afraid of your vengeance. I’ll give you one year. Let's make an oath. If you can defeat me in a year, I’ll return this sword to you and you may slap me as many times as you wish." Huiyue Jie kept Tianming's Grand-Orient Sword in his spatial ring.

"A year, eh?" Tianming wanted to say he didn't even need a year, but he...