"What do you mean by this, Shi Jin?"
Old Wuxiang Sect elder Yao Siyuan, also known as Shi Bikou, instantly turned his foul mood into anger upon hearing this, shouting directly at Shi Bikou.
"What do you mean?"
Shi Qi raised an eyebrow, extended his palm to draw attention, then sneered, "What's wrong, Yao Siyuan? Do you still want to fight me, Ben Eld?"
"Fight? Do you think I fear you?" Yao Siyuan retorted while summoning another Magic Treasure.
The tension between the two escalated instantly without a single sword drawn.
The surrounding elders from other factions watched indifferently from the city wall, sneering, waiting to see the conflict erupt.
After all, it wasn't their disciples who died. Watching a heated spectacle was a welcomed distraction.
But just as elders Yao Siyuan and Shi Bing were about to collide, a surge of flame suddenly erupted between them. The explosive impact pushed them both back a few steps as they stared ahead, shocked.
