Su Qianji likewise could not stomach such brazen intimidation. He immediately pointed at Wang Bianzhu and the other two and barked, "What exactly happened? Explain yourselves clearly!"
Seeing this, Wang Bianzhu forced himself to answer, "It was not the three of us who robbed them. It was another companion of ours who, in a moment of madness, made the move."
Zhou Hu added, "And afterward, they already took their revenge. Not only did they seriously injure Old Ma and blast him out of the Saint Fire Tower, they also stole the dozens of Soul Fire Sources I had painstakingly gathered. We were in the wrong to begin with, so we did not pursue the matter further."
Li Yu, who stood at the front, faced the goateed elder directly. "Bao Ting, the grudge between your Flame Dragon Blade Sect and our Fire God Palace was settled long ago. Are you not going too far by stirring up trouble over it again?"
"Settled? Who told you it was settled?" Bao Ting stroked his goatee, his face full of mockery. "Our Flame Dragon Blade Sect has been quiet for only a few years, and already every stray cat and dog dares to bully us? If our opportunities are snatched away and we simply let it go, will the Flame Dragon Blade Sect have any face left once word spreads?"
Wang Bianzhu protested, "Were Senior Brother Ma and the others not all blasted out by you? They have already lost their chance to challenge the tower and train. What more do you want?"
"That was the outcome they deserved! As for what we want..." Bao Ting snorted coldly and threatened, "Hand over eight hundred Soul Fire Sources, and I shall let bygones be bygones. Otherwise, do not blame the Flame Dragon Blade Sect for