Qi Xuansu did not respond directly and sighed. “In this world, matters that seem resolved often end unresolved.”0

Gan Longchi frowned. As he had said himself, he was a man of war, not well-versed in words and literature, so he could not quite grasp Qi Xuansu’s intent.0

Qi Xuansu looked at Gan Longchi and asked, “Can the matters of this world truly be handled so carelessly?”0

This time, Gan Longchi understood and scoffed. “No matter how much you dress it up, it’s all illusion. In the end, everything depends on force. Do you think that the Khan of Heaven title was earned through tribute payments during the Qi Dynasty?”0

Qi Xuansu countered, “What if I refuse?”0

“That won’t be up to you,” Gan Longchi replied as he dismounted, his black armor clinking with each movement. “If you agree to a duel, I’ll take off this Darkwater Armor to give you a fair fight. If you don’t, I’ll charge at you wearing it. Do you really think these Spirit Guards can stop me?”0

Qi Xuansu felt somewhat uncertain. A Wuliang-stage Martial Arts Practitioner equipped with a top-tier treasure was incredibly intimidating. If it were just 500 Spirit Guards surrounding a lone man, victory would be easy. But Gan Longchi...0