"Wei Yang, what more explanation do you want?"
In the sky, an old man in a yellow robe spoke with a slightly gloomy expression.
"Naturally, an apology to my master," Wei Yang said blandly.
At this, Yao Wangu's face turned cold as he angrily shouted, "Don't push your luck!"
You came to my home, beat me up in front of everyone, and now you actually wanted me to apologize?
And apologize to Yao Chen in front of so many guests? How could that be possible?
"Wei Yang, perhaps Elder Wangu was at fault in this matter, but it was merely a verbal dispute. You have also injured so many people, so you should have vented your anger by now. Why not each take a step back and let this matter end here?" A Yao Clan elder frowned.
He knew Yao Wangu's temperament well. Making him apologize would likely be extremely difficult.
Yet the Yao Clan did not truly wish to go to war with the Starfall Pavilion.
This was troublesome. They could only try their best to smooth things over.
"Refuse to apologize? Then let's go to war. There's nothing more to say." Wei Yang flicked his sleeve and said with a frown.
Letting it go was impossible.
Did they take him for a pushover?
Besides, whether the Yao Clan was destroyed by his side or by the Soul Clan, it made no difference.
Moreover, the Soul Clan was probably lurking outside and watching in secret right now. If he made a move, the Soul Clan would certainly seize the opportunity to join in.
But if that happened, tomorrow's headline across the Central Plains would probably be: The Soul Clan and Starfall Pavilion Join Forces to Destroy the Yao Clan.
But so what?
Things had already reached this point. Wei