She Menglong gnashed his teeth. With his status and position, how could he endure such threats and humiliation? Although he knew that speaking up would lead to another round of killings by the Night Demon, he could not afford to let this matter go.
Just then, Xue Changqing frowned and said, "She Menglong, you're truly in the wrong here. Feng Yun already forbade anyone else from sending gifts, while Miss Yan's gift was clearly meant to be the grand finale. You kept silent while all those people went before her, and now that she's the last one, you jump out to offend her? Aren't you just deliberately making things unpleasant?"
Although Xue Changqing was eager for the Sole True Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect to fight to the death, his upright and magnanimous nature still made him unable to stand by and watch.
There was truly no need to jump out and become this speck of rat droppings during someone else's joyous occasion.
They had a hundred years inside. When could they not fight? Besides, the tomb entrance had yet to open. Going by their previous experience, it would take at least an hour.
In Xue Changqing's eyes, She Menglong's behavior was not only graceless but also downright ill-bred.
It was simply unbearable.
"But the Night Demon killed my people. What do you have to say about that?" She Menglong glared viciously at Xue Changqing.
"Once the battle begins, take whatever revenge you want." Xue Changqing furrowed his brow. "But causing trouble during someone else's joyous occasion is a little too low."
Fang Che sneered. "She Menglong, once Miss Yan has finished giving her gift and handling her business, our sect master will be waiting for you at any time! But if you insist on making trouble, you'd better