"Old Huang, if you don't believe it, how can we expect the patriarchs of those other clans to believe it?"
"These words are just a key. As for what really makes the foreign races more chaotic, it's their ambition."
Guo Jia stood up and put away the Spirit Wine brewed from the Black-White Heart Lotus on the table.
"W-Wait, I haven't drunk it yet!"
Observing Guo Jia's actions, Huang Yaoshi swiftly rose from his seat, seized a bottle of Spirit Wine, and cradled it protectively in his arms.
"Are you suggesting that these foreign races will descend into chaos on their own?"
When Huang Yaoshi arrived at Qingya Residence, Guo Jia was about to put away his glass before he could finish it.
"Of course. The battle for destiny has been evident for a long time. It's just that these foreign races have been under the dominance of the four foreign races for ages. They harbor evil intentions but lack the courage to act."
Guo Jia smiled.
