"Zhao Hao and you are nothing more than inheriting the power of the Saints Zhao, extracting the interests of the world, disguising it as the achievements of a select few of you, greedily claiming heavenly achievements while being traitors to the people. You speak with self-righteousness, but know the truth deep down."
"So, you fear, you fear losing the resources built on an unjust foundation. You use every demonic means to cover it up, to the point of betraying humanity's future, just so you can perpetuate your evil bloodline and inherit dirty resources in the Demon Purgatory."
"Do you dare call yourselves a noble house? Do you dare call yourselves dragons? Do you dare claim the surname Zhao?"
"Just a bunch of pigs that luckily grew up eating more slop, making them fat and strong."
"Thankfully, there are many people like me in humanity who don't eat pig slop, don't become pigs, don't become demons, but remain human."
"I hadn't finished speaking before."
