If I Refuse to Hand It Over?
"Then you really are pretty lucky!"
Kan Ze's expression darkened. He gripped the Cloud Breaking Bow, ready to attack again, but paused when he sensed someone approaching.
"Heh. Since when did Brother Kan take to picking on people from lower-level worlds?" Li Siter stepped out of the void, smiling at him.
Kan Ze narrowed his eyes. "So it's Young Master Li."
"Brother Kan, you're too kind." Li Siter smiled, then looked at the Man in Black behind him. "Uncle Jing, it's been a long time."
Kan Jing nodded indifferently. That was about as much of a response as anyone could expect from him.
Knowing his temperament, Li Siter didn't mind. He smiled and landed beside Bi Fan. "May I ask what quarrel you have with my brother, Brother Kan? Could you do me the favor of letting bygones be bygones?"
Kan Ze swallowed his anger and replied in a low voice, "This is no small matter, and it can't be brushed aside. The Taiyi Sword that my Kan family has been searching for all these years is in this man's hands. I intend to take it back, but this young brother doesn't seem willing to hand it over."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Li Siter frowned. "Brother Kan, do the Aristocratic Clans really still claim that the Taiyi Sword belongs to you? Rumors are just rumors; you can't take them as fact!"
"Couldn't I just as easily say that the Diagram of the Supreme River belongs to me? And that Silk Thread Bamboo belongs to me, too, not to mention..."
Kan Ze's expression changed. He snapped, "Li Siter, what are you getting at?"
"What could I be getting at?" Li Siter said with a genial smile. "Brother Kan, no one has paid any attention