Reaching an Agreement

At the Golden Blade Sect camp, Li Xiao entered the wooden cabin without a word and calmly looked at Zhou Yuande, who had followed him inside.

Zhou Yuande felt his scalp prickle under that gaze, cold sweat pouring down his body.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but in the end, he lowered his head and spoke first:

"Fellow Daoist Li, I did not want it to be that way either... The Red Dust Demon Sect is simply too powerful. My Golden Blade Sect cannot afford to offend them."

Li Xiao sat upright, his tone cold.

"You cannot afford to offend the Red Dust Demon Sect, so you chose to offend my Three Origins Sect instead?"

Zhou Yuande's heart sank sharply at those words. He hurriedly waved his hands, panic and urgency in his voice.

"Please calm your anger, Fellow Daoist Li! This was my fault alone; it has nothing to do with the Sect! Please do not vent your anger on the Golden Blade Sect. This old man will bear all responsibility himself!"

Li Xiao watched his terrified appearance. After a pause, he snorted coldly. His tone remained hard, but there was already less Killing Intent in it.

"Send a message to your Sect Master. Tell him to send more people here and open up the ore vein."

Zhou Yuande froze. "This..." Li Xiao rose to his feet, walked to the entrance of the tent, and spoke with his back to him.

"That Saintess will certainly yield. Just send the message.

"Tomorrow, you will come with me. All three Sects will send additional men to excavate. You need not concern yourself with anything else."

Only then did Zhou Yuande feel as though a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart. He quickly bowed.

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist