"Rumors, it's definitely rumors. The Imperial Spirit Palace is just trying to smear Lord Primorial with their slanders."
Li Aoran was outraged, having underestimated the vile and despicable nature of the Imperial Spirit Palace. Being unable to outplay the Primordial King openly, they resorted to such underhanded tactics.
The noble Primordial King, how could he exploit his position for personal gain by trafficking in Demon Treasures? It's an absolute joke; no one would believe it if it were spoken aloud.
"These damned bastards…" Chen Xu started but quickly corrected himself.
"I said it before, how could Lord Primordial possibly do such a thing? It's utterly ridiculous."
"Enough, stop the nonsense."
With a cold huff, Li Aoran cut him off.
Rumors spread just like this. Now, Zhou Dao was his faith, and here Chen Xu, the son of a bitch, dared to spread blasphemy against his beliefs. For that alone, he'd made it onto Li Aoran's blacklist.
"Brother Li, don't be angry…"