"Ying Mountain, you're getting old, your time has passed."
"Continuing to occupy the position of Alliance Hierarch, outsiders will only think that the Shadow Alliance has no one. Why the need for a destructive ending that annihilates the dark force you've built with your own hands?"
Ying Liu was full of spirit. His beard-laden face showcased his manliness:
"I can't forget the grace of knowing you when I was young."
"If it weren't for your promotion and support, I would've been done for by now."
"In my eyes, you're a semi-teacher. If we compete for the position of Alliance Hierarch and fight to the death, leading to the disintegration of the Shadow Alliance, nobody would want to see that happen..."
Just as Ying Liu finished speaking, an elderly man so old he had lost all his teeth, an Elder of the Shadow Alliance, couldn't help but advise:
"Old Hierarch, you're now low on sprite energy, enduring daily bouts of faintness and unable to handle basic affairs."