Ever since he received the report from the Damo Kingdom's emperor, Dongfang Zhaoyang's brother, the current emperor, Dongfang Zhengyang, couldn't sit still.
He started to gather information on Zhang Xing.
Dongfang Zhaoyang wasn't scary. He was already a toothless tiger and couldn't do anything.
But a boy who wasn't even 10 years old could overturn his dynasty.
The premise was that the boy had enough time to grow and enough resources to cultivate.
Three days later, all the information on Zhang Xing was gathered in his hands through the teleportation portal.
Dongfang Zhengyang was more and more shocked. This child was simply too monstrous.
He had Zhaoyang's teachings, but without that talent, even a Saint couldn't do anything.
He was determined not to let this boy grow. This must be a genius that Zhaoyang specially raised to take revenge on him.
This was what it meant to measure the heart of a gentleman with one's own yardstick.
If Dongfang Zhaoyang knew that his brother was still like this after 100 years, what would he think?
Dongfang Zhaoyang once told Zhang Xing that he had three regrets in his life.
First, he was separated from Xiao Rou by life and death. He didn't even get to see her once until he died.
Second, he couldn't go back to his hometown to pay respects to his father.
Third, he couldn't become a Saint.
Ever since he gave up the position of Crown Prince, he never thought of returning to the Two Blessings to fight for the throne.
Even if his brother kept chasing after him, he never thought of revenge.
He could kill anyone who chased after him, but not his brother. He didn't want to kill him.
Zhang Xing was also shocked by Zhaoyang's magnanimity.
Dongfang Zhengyang finished reading the information. After thinking for a while, he got up and walked to the secret room.
A light flashed, and a stooped elder appeared on the magic communication screen.
"Brother Zhengyang, we haven't contacted each other for 50 years, right?" the elder said.
"53 years!" Dongfang Zhengyang said calmly with his hands behind his back.
"I wonder what big deal Brother Zhengyang has for me?" The elder's voice was normal. It was hoarse, no different from an ordinary elder.
"I'm not here to talk about business. I'm here to talk about cooperation," Dongfang Zhaoyang said.
"Cooperation?
What kind of cooperation do we have between us? "The old man sat on a large rocking chair and swayed comfortably.
"Let's work together to defeat Zhang Xing." Dongfang Zhengyang clenched his fists.
"Zhang Xing?"
"Zhang Xing has arrived at your Two Blessings?"
The old man stopped shaking and opened his slightly closed eyes. A cold light flashed through them.
"No, he's still in the Damo Nation, occupying your assassin group's Tianya Mountain. He's having a good time there."
Dongfang Zhengyang said.
After a moment of silence, the old man smiled sinisterly. "Why do you want to deal with him?"
"He is the successor of my second brother!" Dongfang Zhengyang gritted his teeth.
"Oh?
Your second brother is still alive? "The old man said in surprise.
"That's right. He is still alive and healthy. He is also at the Tianya Mountain." Dongfang Zhengyang said in a low voice.
"Dongfang Zhaoyang, Zhang Xing …" The old man tapped the armrest of the rocking chair with his right hand and remained silent for a while.
"Dongfang Zhaoyang is someone that our assassin group couldn't kill in 100 years."
"Zhang Xing is the only person who dares to openly challenge us."
"I was wondering why he was so daring. So he is the successor of Zhaoyang."
"Haha, Zhaoyang is planning to take revenge."
"Alright, then let's work together. My men are ready. They will enter the Damo Nation soon."
"Your men will be in the open while we will be in the dark. There shouldn't be any problems."
A smile appeared on Dongfang Zhengyang's face. "My second brother is still the second brother from 100 years ago. We are no longer the same people from 100 years ago."
The two of them looked at each other through the magic screen for three seconds. Then, they burst into laughter …