Fourth-Tier Supreme-Grade Alchemist

"It seems they're still somewhat unwilling to accept this." Song Qingxi looked at the two intelligence reports delivered at the same time in her hands and chuckled.

If the other side had done nothing at all, they might instead have felt somewhat uneasy, wary that they were plotting some scheme.

But now that they had made their move, they felt more at ease instead.

"What do you all think Brocade Banner means by this?" Song Qingxi looked at the group of elders who had hurried over after receiving notice.

"They're simply unwilling to accept it. If they can't go to war, they have to make up for it somewhere else. Otherwise, how could they ever swallow this anger?" Song Youfu said unhurriedly.

"Youfu is right. This is obviously a trap. Challenging the Patriarch to a duel—they really came up with that? How long has Song Tianyuan been in the Golden Core Stage, and how long has the Patriarch been there? They truly have no shame whatsoever," Song Changxuan said indignantly.

Brocade Banner Song Clan's move was hardly clever. Anyone could see that they harbored ill intent.

Song Changxue shook her head slightly. "It seems they too have exhausted every trick in the book."

"The Patriarch is currently in seclusion. In my opinion, we should simply reject these people outright. There's no need to disturb the Patriarch over this and waste his time," Song Qingqian said blandly.

"Exactly. Song Xiangjie has already been sentenced to death. If we refuse the duel, could they really release him instead?"

Hearing this, Song Youfu immediately broke into a cheerful laugh. Folding his arms, he said, "That's not necessarily so. With those people's morals, what wouldn't they do? If I were Song Wuji, I'd let that old dog out just to disgust us.

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