"Just like the three Great Millennium Families within the Da Feng Dynasty's Imperial Feng Family,"
"Do you, boy, really think that the existence of our cultivator family power, which has been here for over a thousand years, has relied solely on luck and the family's bets every step of the way?"
"No, no, no, our cultivator family power has been able to survive and develop on this land for such a long time."
"What we rely on, apart from our own comprehensive strength being solid, is another very important reason."
"That is, we never readily involve ourselves in the whirlpool of disputes."
"In the past, it was so."
"Now... it remains the same."
As the elder spoke, he lay back comfortably in the recliner beneath him.
Even, he slowly closed his eyes.
In his hand was a battered wooden fan, from whence it came unknown.
He shook it leisurely, while comfortably enjoying the rare peace of the moment.
"Not taking sides?"
