Thousands of years ago, the Central Plains already occupied the richest resources and the most important position in the world. Territories all around had friction with Central Plains, had confronted it, but without exception, they were all defeated.
Since then, the Central Plains' language had become the so-called official tongue. Those uneducated may not speak it, but someone of his status would know at least a little.
"Little girl, it's been a hundred years since we last met."
"Back then, you had just become a disciple of Liu Jian, and that old fellow was so delighted he almost used all his connections. A crowd went to Swordmaster Peak to congratulate you, and I, old man, did give a congratulatory gift."
"Times have changed. I originally thought that with Liu Jian's passing and Swordmaster Peak's difficulties, it would take Purple Cloud Palace at least three to five hundred years to recover. Unexpectedly, you, the youngest one, have taken his mantle."
