"Damn it, he actually dared to ignore me!"
Lu Yuanchu swept the teacup off the table with a slap. His breathing came fast, and his face flushed red with anger.
"Senior Brother, Fang Mo is far too arrogant. He actually dared to ignore you. We absolutely can't let this go, or who at Taichu Peak will take us seriously from now on?"
Hong Qing was just as furious. Whatever else they were, they were True Man Realm cultivators. Yet Fang Mo hadn't shown them the slightest courtesy.
"I don't think we can keep holding back. If you do, what authority will you have left at Taichu Peak?"
Qiu Shan was indignant, too. Just thinking about Fang Mo's earlier coldness was enough to get under his skin.
"Senior Brother, we still need to keep calm! This time, we joined forces with Yuxiao Peak against Fang Mo, and we really weren't in the right. After all, Taichu Peak and Yuxiao Peak have been at odds for a long time, and the others at the peak have their own reservations about this. We shouldn't clash with Fang Mo head-on!"
Mu Hanshan's brow furrowed, his expression grave and his eyes flickering with hesitation.
"Why do you keep bolstering someone else's confidence and sapping our own? Fang Mo may be in charge, but he's only been at Taichu Peak a short while. We've been here for hundreds of years. How could some young upstart compare to us?"
Qiu Shan shoved Mu Hanshan, his gaze hostile.
"Exactly! We can't let some young upstart climb over our heads!" Murderous intent surged in Hong Qing's eyes. He looked at Lu Yuanchu and made a small slicing gesture. "Senior Brother, should we take this opportunity to—"
Mu Hanshan stared at him in shock and hurriedly cried, "Are you insane?