Explosive Strength
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian was stunned. He looked toward the direction of Saint Xihua and bowed. "I admire the Saint's generosity. Yu Sheng had previously disrespected you, and we are already indebted for your forgiveness. Now that the Saint has made this admission, how could the likes of us bear such grave ?"
Whether it was sincere or not, if Saint Xihua had admitted fault, Ye Futian was obligated to express his position, otherwise, he would be perceived as insolent and ignorant.
Yu Sheng had only just won on the battlefield of Nine States Forum, and only the battle of the nobles. He still had quite a ways to reach the holy lands. Ye Futian understood clearly that their status was much like the seats they sat—the distance was still too great. Naturally, he could not afford to act ungraciously even if he was right.