"But what does it matter? Didn't he die just the same ten thousand years ago? Didn't he reincarnate just the same?" Yan Li sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Besides, that's something from ten thousand years ago, how does it concern me? Whether he has the ability to rule the Yanhuang Empire now, let's not even mention. Do you think the Emperor would willingly take out the throne, giving away this great territory and noble position to a stranger?"
Yes, Nalan Jing is just a stranger now. He claims to be Emperor Yan from ten thousand years ago. Are we supposed to believe him and obey him?
"Yes, Yan Li speaks the truth. Even if he is Emperor Yan from ten thousand years ago, what of it? That was ten thousand years ago. Times have changed. Besides, we don't know what his strength is like; if his capability and gifts aren't as excellent as ours, we have no reason to submit to him!" Yan Xin said.
