All members of the Wang Family gravitated towards Zhan Yun, placing more trust in their own Family Head and Daoist Xing Yang's judgement.
Qi Ziyuan, however, smiled ominously, "Good, let you all be wiped out at once, saving me the trouble of doing it later."
But just then, Daoist Xing Yang coughed and called out, "Qi Ziyuan, you have lost!"
Qi Ziyuan's gaze narrowed as he stared at Daoist Xing Yang, "Xing Yang, are you losing your mind too?"
However, Daoist Xing Yang just laughed heartily, "I admit, you are more skilled in martial arts than I am, your knowledge of the Dao deeper, but when it comes to reading people and situations, you are far from my match, and you can't deny that, can you?"
After Daoist Xing Yang finished speaking, Qi Ziyuan did not retort; his expression only grew uglier.
Because what Daoist Xing Yang said was the truth.
Why, when Qi Ziyuan seemed to outclass Daoist Xing Yang in every aspect, did he lead a life that was inferior to Xing Yang's?