"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Zhuyuan, you jest. Would I, Nan Cang, be the sort of petty man to shrink from a fight? However, if you really were to make a move, then I would certainly avoid a confrontation. After all, I am deeply wary of your Candle Origin Fan!" Nan Cang declared brazenly, without a hint of shame.
Zhuyuan's beard twitched upon hearing this.
He had no time to trade barbs with Nan Cang. There were more important matters to attend to; the conflict with the Daoist Sect could be settled later. With a simple lift of his hand, he led Huoyaozi and the others away.
As he watched the five figures depart, Nan Cang's expression instantly darkened. He glanced back at the Stone Hall, and after a moment of thought, decided to leave it be for now. Just like Zhuyuan and his party, he also had a critical task to accomplish: a mission from the Gui Miao Upper Sect that the Eternal Life Hall could not defy.
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"So this is Jade Dragon Grass?"
