They were even deeply hostile. Even if everyone in the Yunxing Sea Territory surrendered, they would be among the least likely to do so. Back in the Yunxing Sea Territory, they had been the foremost figures of every major power, capable of summoning wind and rain, having whatever they wanted. But if they were swallowed up by the Taifeng Sea Territory, at most they would become a pack of homeless dogs.
How could they not understand that? Thus, they had always been the vanguard in their hostility toward the Taifeng Sea Territory.
Hearing Ye Xiwen say this, they immediately burst into laughter. Whether they liked Ye Xiwen or not, at least at this moment, their positions were aligned—they stood united against outsiders.
Pang Tian Gan's face turned green, then white at Ye Xiwen's words. He opened his mouth, yet could not say anything, because he had suffered a crushing defeat at Ye Xiwen's hands. No matter how he tried to argue, it was useless. No matter how many so-called twists of fate and coincidences lay behind it, it was useless, because the public would not care about the twists and turns. They would only look at the final result.
It was precisely by exploiting this trait that they had dared to swagger right up to their doorstep.
"Useless trash!" San Miao Tong Zi glanced disdainfully at Pang Tian Gan, seemingly contemptuous that he had failed to block even a single move from Ye Xiwen.
"What did you say?" Pang Tian Gan's face immediately darkened as he roared.
Having lost to Ye Xiwen, he had nothing to say. That punch just now had been far too terrifying. Ye Xiwen's fist was more domineering and invincible than his own. But what the hell was this little dwarf before him?
These favored prodigies