"Grandmother, if you don't leave, I won't leave either. I want to witness this matter with my own eyes." I could hear the resolve to die in Grandmother's words, and my heart was restless with unease. Looking at the two old people, I had none of the respect I should have shown them.
Grandmother remained silent, while the old man and woman also walked toward the pavilion with solemn expressions.
"Old Devil Zhou, you really did come out of the Blood Cloud Coffin. But with this matter making such a huge commotion, do you really think that now you're out, you'll be able to live peaceful days?" The man wore a yellow robe, its taiji-and-bagua design glaringly conspicuous. He was from the Taiji Sect.
"Actually, the Mount Mao Sect sealing you inside the Blood Cloud Coffin was the kindest treatment possible for you. With your strength and cultivation, living another year or two wouldn't have been a problem. Why come out and cause trouble for no reason?" the old woman in the uniform of the Southern Branch of the Mount Mao Sect said calmly.
"Wang Qiu, Song Yumei, since you've come, then fight now. Why waste your breath?" Grandmother said coldly.
When I saw Grandmother reaching into her pocket, a trace of wariness appeared on the two elders' faces.
"The two of us came here not to fight to the death. It's just that you bear the highest-level wanted order from the Daoist sects, and this matter has already reached the negotiation table of the reclusive Daoist sects. We had no choice but to come! If you truly want to fight now, fine! But at least wait until the other fellow Daoists arrive and let them serve as witnesses, won't you? I wonder whether Fellow Daoists Yun Tianji and Hua