```
Liu Xin's identity had been exposed, but he didn't care; he just smiled and cupped his hands.
"I am Liu Xin, currently the High Priest of the White Sun Holy Sect and a Cave Void Cultivator."
"Jinlan Mountain, Qing Ziyu, the High Priest must remember this well, so you won't forget when retribution comes."
"Haha..." Liu Xin laughed heartily, his laughter gradually subsiding, and then he slowly said, "Young Master Qing is truly amusing."
"Young Master Qing, don't attempt futile resistance. From the moment you arrived here, no one could catch up, and no one can save you."
"What if? People shouldn't give up hope, right?"
"There is no 'what if.' We are now on the Flying Boat of King Huai's Princely Heir in Dazhen.
Now that King Xiang and Emperor Zhen are at the height of their conflict, as King Huai observes coldly from the sidelines, neither side will dare offend. Even crossing through the central area now poses no danger. No one would dare to inspect us."
