"Hah, how arrogant!"
After hearing Yuan Shen's words, Ying Chuan immediately sneered, contempt in his eyes.
The Mars Merchant Association truly was the local money god of the Mars Civilization. Its methods were downright overbearing.
"Sect Master, this letter makes things clear. They must have been behind the destruction of the Giant Cloud Merchant Association. The Fallen Soul Spirit Cult was the blade they wielded."
Yuan Shen snorted as well, his expression darkening as he spoke. The Mars Merchant Association's way of doing things infuriated and displeased him.
Hua Yunfei nodded. After some thought, he said, "It seems they've had their eyes on us for a long time. The reason they haven't acted yet might be that we've been on Earthstar Road all this time, giving them no opening."
Ying Chuan smiled disdainfully. "The sooner they act, the sooner they can go to hell. Daring to lay a hand on their Grandpa Nian Chuan? Their damned eyes must be blind!"
Yuan Shen said thoughtfully, "For the Mars Merchant Association to be this confident, they must have made preparations. Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, we should still take precautions."
Luo Wan chimed in, "Senior Yuan Shen is right. Although the Mars Civilization has always acted overbearingly, it never fights a battle it isn't confident of winning."
"And they're the foremost local merchant association, with deep roots here. If we fight them on ground they know well, we really should be more careful."
"You two worry too much. You're so afraid of hitting the vase that you won't throw a stone at the rat."
Ying Chuan leaned against a pillar with his arms folded, scoffing at Yuan Shen and Luo Wan's views.
"President Luo and Yuan Shen are right. Don't be too confident. A cautious hand keeps a ship sailing for ten