"...What do you take this for?"
"This isn't just some worthless trifle; it's a Guest! Although merely a case god, it was still revered under the Meng family's threshold and received incense!"
It was difficult for others to comprehend the fury in Second Young Master Meng's heart at that moment. Even the Iron Steed Grand Hall Officer beside him secretly scoffed that this Meng scion's Qi Cultivation Skills were lacking, not even on par with his own, a Shousui man!
But for Second Young Master Meng, the situation was different. The Meng family could tolerate a member suffering occasional minor losses, but they could not accept something like this.
The Grass Head Eight Declining Gods were merely case gods, not a connection whose loss would be crippling. But the crucial point was that these Eight Decline Gods were nurtured and trained by the Meng family themselves. Now that they had been slain here by some sinister tactic, the situation was entirely different.
