Give the arena to the Demon Race and the Human Race?
Sanqi let out a faint, cold laugh.
Disdain showed in her eyes.
"Saint Taishang, I have to admit, that's an excellent idea."
Hearing this,
Taishang Laozi was slightly pleased.
But before he could react,
Saint Sanqi spoke again.
"However... if you think you can just let the matter drop, you're mistaken."
"You Saints have no shame. You bullied a young woman, and now you want to call it quits?"
"What makes you think you can get away with that?"
Sanqi gave another cold laugh.
"Zhunti kept calling me a mere woman, looking down on me."
"So I fought him."
"But you Three Pure Ones just had to stick your noses in?"
"You'd been lying in wait among the Human Race. I won't even bother asking why."
"I never thought the Three Pure Ones could be so despicable."
"Once I exposed you, you flew into a rage and attacked me."
"After that, I fought both Saint Primeval and Saint Taishang."
"Why didn't you want to make peace then?"
"Now that reinforcements from my Heavenly Machine Tower have arrived, you want to make peace?"
"What kind of wonderful deal is that? Keep dreaming!"
Her words were barbed from beginning to end.
They made Taishang Laozi furrow his brow.
Just as he'd thought...
This wouldn't be easy.
They were clearly in the wrong here.
After all, she'd fought three Saints in quick succession.
They really hadn't acted honorably.
Now she'd seized on their mistake,
and they'd become a laughingstock throughout the Primordial World...
Taishang Laozi took a deep breath.
"Fellow Daoist Sanqi."
"This really was just a misunderstanding. Please don't read too much into it."
"The Demon Race came to attack on a massive scale. We only came to see what was