The old man, Song, looked at the yard that was full of blood and flesh, standing right beside Master Guan. He could feel the people in the Monarch's Hall being united. He slowly said, "Genius!"
Master Guan looked at him and said, "Really?"
"Come on, Old Guan. Stop being pretentious. Look at your face. That big smile on your face is like a huge flower!" Song disdainfully looked at Master Guan and said, "You are gloating! Admit it! Yes, you were right! So what? Stop acting like you are surprised! I feel sick! Your disgusting face makes me want to throw up!"
Master Guan laughed. He didn't feel angry, just rubbed the beard and said, "Just tell me you are convinced!"
"Yes, I am! I would be lying if I said no!" Song bitterly smiled and said, "To be honest, I nearly ran over to join them… I got that impulse… to create the legend of the Monarch's Hall with them!"
