"Throughout the ages, the Human Clan has had no shortage of saints. While I do not deny the merits of the Divine King, so what of it?"
Tang Yongming turned his gaze toward Leng Yun and spoke, filling his cup with wine, "Even the most illustrious eventually return to dust. His children fled with him from the Ji Family, vanishing without a trace, and the Divine King Bloodline has long been extinguished in this world."
"Hmph!"
Just as Tang Yongming's words fell, a young man across from him slapped the table and stood up, saying coldly, "The Divine King may have passed, but his renown endures. How dare you speak carelessly? Tang Yongming, you are insulting our Human Clan's saints!"
"Insulting?"
Tang Yongming stood up, wearing a cold smile, glaring at the other person, "I'm afraid it's not your place to judge me here."
"Both of you, calm down."
The confrontation between the two immediately made the atmosphere tense.
