Huaixi City, Xinglong Street, where the City Lord's Mansion stood.
In this prime location, there was a shop that dealt in bulk trade.
It had originally belonged to the Sha Clan, but now it had been transferred to the Emerald Ridge Three Clans, which truly made every large and small clan in Huaixi City envious.
Only, this shop was now facing a dispute.
"You primitive tribespeople, my clan leader has already issued his final ultimatum. Move out within three days! Why haven't you done anything? Why aren't you packing up your goods?"
The speaker had Warrior Level strength and a face full of arrogance. From the yellow-brown robe and gold-patterned belt he wore, it was obvious he was a Sha Clan disciple.
That Sha Clan disciple pointed here and there at the Emerald Ridge Three Clans' goods—beast hides, herbs, and the like—then continued with a sneer, "You had three days, and now only one day remains. Once midnight passes tonight, I'll throw all this junk into the river!"
"You dare!"
Shi Tian's thought fluctuations surged out. His eyes fixed on the Sha Clan disciple, and his bony fist was already raised.
"Come on, hit me here. Beat me to death, why don't you?"
This Warrior Level Sha Clan disciple was outrageously arrogant even in front of the three Lords, Shi Tian, Xuan Ling, and Qing Rou.
"Shi Tian, calm down. This is deliberate on the Sha Clan's part. They sent an idiot to stir up trouble."
Xuan Ling was very calm, an essential quality for a skilled archer. She said coldly, "The moment you make a move and cripple or kill him, the Sha Clan will immediately have an excuse to step in by force and seize the shop."
Qing Rou also understood and hurriedly advised, "This shop was given