Xiang Yang's reaction, Xiang Yang's fury, had all been within Overlord Spear and Sword Fiend's expectations. If he had shown no response at all, or even failed to ask about it, that would have been truly strange.
Men were remarkable creatures. When it came to the things they liked, they possessed an intensely strong desire to claim them for themselves and could not bear others coveting them—much less the woman they loved.
There was no denying that Xiang Yang was a man among men, with an exceedingly domineering nature. How could he tolerate someone else flirting around his woman? Even if it were merely one-sided wishful thinking, incapable of stirring up any real waves?
As the saying went, it was not thieves breaking in that one feared, but thieves keeping their eyes on the place. With someone like that lurking about every day, Xiang Yang likely would not even be able to sleep soundly.
"Overlord Spear, what do you mean by this? Yi Guoxin is pursuing Ning Ke in Xiangzhou—what does that have to do with me? Do you think I would harm him? Then you underestimate me far too much. He is unmarried, she is unwed; they are both free, and it is not my place to concern myself with them.
"However, the demonic sect is harboring sinister designs and carrying out the Dark Alliance's affairs throughout the provinces, manipulating power. If Yi Guoxin remains as arrogant and overbearing as he was at First Line of Heaven, who knows when some expert from the demonic sect might deal with him.
"So the person you should remind is not me, but Tiger King. He should keep a close eye on his nephew, lest he plant the seeds of calamity."
After that icy, razor-sharp killing intent passed, the entire hall returned