In the hall, Mo Hongyuan brewed a pot of Spirit Tea.
He poured a cup for Ye Xingliu and Ye Jingyu.
Then, he poured another cup for Jiang Jinghe.
Allowing the atmosphere in the room to slightly ease.
Mo Hongyuan clearly understood that dwelling on matters between the Li Family and Chen Family was pointless; instead, shifting the conversation to evil cultivators was more effective.
This time, they could only blame themselves for underestimating the Ye Family, and they had no choice but to accept it.
"Mad Corpse Fiends, you Chen and Li families must have gone to great lengths, even bringing in a wanted person by the Taiyi Sect!" Ye Xingliu snorted coldly.
Although, out of respect for Mo Hongyuan, he refrained from being as combative as earlier, his words were still uncompromising.
