The leader of the Tian Clan laughed, glanced at the imprisoned girls, and then said with open mockery,
"This is the peak of weakness. A so-called powerful clan resorting to taking children hostage to claim superiority? I must say, Yun Taizhu, the Yun Clan has truly fallen."
Yun Taizhu, though boiling with rage inside, merely placed his hand on his sword and replied,
"In war, everything is a prize. If you must sacrifice all your pieces to win, then that too is part of strategy."
Longsheng shook his head.
"No. That's merely a sign of fear. And now… I understand why you seem so uneasy, Yun Taizhu."
Yun Taizhu frowned.
"Uneasy? Ridiculous. If I were uneasy, I wouldn't be standing here."
Longsheng stared directly into his eyes, as if peering into the depths of his soul.
"Really? Then why hasn't the Eternal Court's reinforcements arrived yet?"
Something inside Yun Taizhu froze. He wanted to respond, but suddenly—
"Heh... how amusing."
