Cui Wenjing did not immediately answer the question. For the first time, he shifted his gaze away from the flowing water and turned to look at Zhao Changhe.0

Zhao Changhe said, “Uncle, when you watched the water a long time ago, I felt it was a tactic to put me in my place or intimidate me. But today, I sense something deeper in it. Could you explain?”0

Cui Wenjing replied, “Why don’t you think that I’m also trying to intimidate you today?”0

Zhao Changhe said, “Because, aside from unknown gods and demons, among the known humans on this land, no one can intimidate me anymore.”0

Cui Wenjing’s mouth twitched. “I hope you haven’t become arrogant because of your progress these past two years.”0

“I’ve always been arrogant. There’s no need to hide it. And I’m not just talking about you, Uncle. This includes everyone on the Ranking of Heaven, whether it’s the Great Shaman of Tngri or the Khagan of the Golden Horde. Sure, I may not be able to face them head-on just yet, but I can guarantee you they’d have to pay a significant price to kill me. It’s a risk they might...0