Even as overbearing as Zhu Shilin was, he couldn't simply try to seize Lu Xiaotian by force inside the immortal army's camp—not with Zhu Yan, Lü Yiming, Zhao Qian, Wang Kun, and so many other True Immortals present.
Now that Lu Xiaotian and Zhu Shilin had fallen out, Zhu Shilin could only utter a resentful curse before turning back, his face so dark it looked ready to drip.
"Dongfang, you've got some nerve, daring to offend even Zhu Shilin. I'm afraid we're in for trouble now." Lü Yiming shook his head at Lu Xiaotian. They had some standing in the Guiling Immortal Realm, but they were currently inside a camp belonging to the immortal army of the Mukun Immortal Realm. They had offended a Profound Immortal, and at a time when war was raging. Once the fighting began, if Zhu Shilin got the chance to ambush them, it would be all too easy to leave them without so much as a bone intact.
"The Liuming Fire King Jade belongs to the Zhen Lineage. He wants to trick me into handing it over so he can keep it for himself. If he takes it, what will he use to trade with the Zhen Lineage later?" Lu Xiaotian shook his head. "In this turmoil, Profound Immortals will naturally have Profound Immortal-level wolfmen to deal with. Zhu Shilin's odds of surviving may not be any better than ours. What's there to fear? At worst, I'll find a way to go to the Guiling Immortal Realm afterward. It's not as if I have to stay in the immortal army's camp in the Mukun Immortal Realm."
"That's true. But the Zhen Lineage is no weakling in the Guiling Immortal Realm either. If Brother Dongfang wants to establish himself there later, he can't keep making enemies