Ling Zhenfei sneered, "Wu Yingxiong, even at this time you dare to speak the truth. Those who don't know might think you're a patriot. Do others not know your true purpose?"
"What purpose could I possibly have?" Wu Yingxiong argued.
"You just want to throw the entire Northeast, and even all of Huaxia, into chaos to achieve what you call a great cause."
After hearing this, Wu Yingxiong burst into laughter, "Exactly, a true man should be born in troubled times, to wield a three-foot sword and achieve unparalleled feats. I was just born a bit late; had I been born during the wars, I would have also been admired by thousands."
"If the country remains stable like this, how can there be troubled times? The place I've built would then be useless, so I must plunge the entire Northeast into chaos, the more chaotic, the better."
