The leader of the Northern Immortal Alliance wasn't here, so having the former Sword Hall Master Yan Shanshi lead them into battle was already showing him plenty of respect. Besides, challenging someone to seek justice for Qian Ping wasn't exactly honorable. If people really criticized them for turning the Northern Region into the Central Region's lapdog, they would never be able to hold their heads high in the martial world again. Thus, after Yan Shanshi had converted to Buddhism, this old man who had stepped forward certainly couldn't hold too high a position.
That old man had come to help Yan Shanshi fight me before. I knew not only that he had a foul temper, but also that he was shameless beyond belief, so I couldn't be bothered to explain any profound principles to him. I merely sneered at him and said, "This sword was accidentally obtained by Yan Shanshi on the Western Sect's territory. It belonged to him. How could he have lost it to me as a wager? Why is the Northern Immortal Alliance poking its nose in? Did I steal your alliance's guardian treasure? What kind of logic is that?"
"He entered the Northern Immortal Alliance, so it became an item of the Northern Immortal Alliance. Now that a divine treasure has been lost, my alliance naturally has the duty to reclaim it. The divine sword has fallen into your hands now. Do you think our Northern Immortal Alliance can simply watch you take it away?" The old man didn't grow angry. Instead, he laughed, though the smile was naturally sinister.
Lu Yisan stepped forward and said, "I've seen scoundrels before, but I've never seen one more shameless than you. Are you pretending not to understand, or do you know perfectly well that this is the truth