"Wu Xiangwen!"
Li Yumen's face darkened as he ground out those three words through clenched teeth.
Lin Bai could sense that the martial artists of the Lian Province Alliance did not look pleased when they saw this young man.
The young man named Wu Xiangwen walked over with a beaming smile. The iron walnuts he toyed with in his hand gave off the grating sound of steel rubbing against steel. "Li Yumen, I heard that your Lian Province was invaded by Xuan Province, losing more than half its territory and cities. Lian Province is truly useless."
"Should we have the experts of Heng Province head to Lian Province and lend you a hand?"
From the moment he opened his mouth, Lin Bai gleaned some useful information from his few words.
This man was from Heng Province. In other words, he was a martial artist belonging to the Heng Province Alliance within the Eternal Devil Sect.
However, it seemed that the martial artists of the Lian Province Alliance and the Heng Province Alliance did not get along. Whenever the two groups met, they glared at each other like mortal enemies.
Li Yumen kept a grim face. "There's no need for you to worry about it. A bunch of weaklings, nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs—we of Lian Province are more than capable of dealing with them. If the Xuan Province martial artists hadn't been concerned with the greater picture, how could they have dared run wild across Lian Province?"
"Heh heh, what a boast!" Wu Xiangwen gave a cold snort without the slightest courtesy, then looked around and asked, "This is Heaven's Mandate Hall. What are you doing here? Oh, could it be that some martial artists from Lian Province can no longer survive there and have come running