Under the impotent fury of the three Uncle Prisons, Lin Heng waved his hand grandly and still drove them out.
After all, the ancestor had spoken and said to let them go, so it was better not to make things difficult.
The three cut sorry figures as they turned their heads to look at the figure gradually sweeping away behind them.
Dugu Tao fanned the flames. "Big Senior, your daughter's been targeted by that brat. I'm afraid he really is going to root her up."
Dugu Xin snorted coldly. "Hmph! What do you mean, really root her up? Maybe he rooted her up long ago. Didn't you see that little padded jacket already leaking wind!
Why did we come here to mine? Wasn't it all thanks to that girl Yueli?
Sigh... grown daughters cannot be kept at home. Good thing she's not my daughter."
"(#`O′) Enough! What do you two mean by that? Trying to make me fly into a shame-born rage and go settle accounts with that brat?
Don't get too smug, you two. That girl Yueli is Nine Dust Hall's final trump card. If her elbow bends completely outward, Nine Dust Hall might as well change its name and follow along as a branch hall of Ten Directions Hall from now on.
When the time comes, you two can scrape by under the faces of that brother-sister pair, Dugu Feng and Dugu Zixuan!"
"Wait, that's not what we meant..."
The two men's expressions shifted slightly, and they hurried after him.
Relations between the Nine Dust Alliance and Ten Directions Hall were not harmonious, especially with Dugu Zixuan and the others.
Back then, that brother-sister pair had pressed them down by a head and snatched East State's territory, and to this day, they still brooded over it.
Clearly, their