Wang Ping stared at Emperor Fengxin, eyes slightly narrowed, sneering.
"That's just the grudges between the two clans from the past, and it has nothing to do with you. If you behave like this, subduing an Imperial Clan and resolving their past grudges for them by exterminating an entire clan, then the Upper Realm would already be in chaos."
Emperor Fengxin spoke indifferently.
"You're really good at distorting the truth. It sounds nice when you say it, but can you do such a thing? I know you once took an apprentice and destroyed all of his enemies for him."
Wang Ping's face was cold and sarcastic.
"An apprentice is like my own child, not to be confused with followers."
Emperor Fengxin said without changing his expression.