"Yes," Zhu Huolong affirmed his statement once again and then lamented, "Such a pity for a peerless talent, a martial arts grandmaster at twenty-six. I'm afraid there will never again be a martial artist with such aptitude."
"You actually feel pity for him?" Andong, wanting to refute Zhu Huolong's absurd judgment but considering the highest secrets of the Divine Court, forcefully suppressed the urge and abruptly changed his tone, "Born into a noble family, achieving grandmaster status is an extraordinary accomplishment. It's just that Tang Luo is stubborn and defiant, abetting tyranny; even with the prestige of a grandmaster, he will be crushed by the fist of justice."
"Divine Son is wise." Zhu Huolong said with a smile, "With people fanning the flames, the Tang Clan has become the target of public criticism. Even with an additional grandmaster, it would be of no help."