"I don't care," Long Wuji's voice, full of caprice and arrogance, rang out, "Given your wisdom, Shouzhe, you must have already figured out my identity thoroughly. How Long Wuji conducts himself, wouldn't you comprehend? Even if I launch an attack, so what? At worst, I will be demoted to lead a doomed squadron on the outer realm battlefield. Am I, Long Wuji, afraid of that? In short, are you coming up or not?"
Wang Shouzhe smiled. Honestly, with Long Wuji's character, he really could pull off such a thing.
He immediately coughed and said, "As the Family Head, also a cultivator of the Purple Abode Realm, do you think I'd poison your drink? Why not come ashore as a guest and catch up on old times? Whether our talk succeeds or breaks down, it won't prevent us from parting amicably."
"It would be better if you came up," the other countered.
