The Ivory Tower of the Dog's Mouth
Seeing his reaction, the group couldn't help smiling, though none of them looked any less tense. Objectively speaking, the pressure the Blood God Hall brought was immense.
Bi Fan sighed softly and looked at Tong Yixiao and the others with a sincere gaze. "Brother Tong, we're on opposite sides of the Dapeng and Kirin Clans. We can't avoid the Blood God Hall's people now that they've been sent here. If we clash, it could easily turn into a fight to the death."
"If you don't have any deep-seated enmity with the Blood God Hall, you can withdraw for now. I won't hold it against you."
Tong Yixiao was taken aback, then immediately looked at him solemnly. "Brother Bi, what are you saying? I know our enemies are very powerful, but that's exactly why we formed an alliance! When we agreed to work with you, we made a pact. How can we break our word just because our opponents are strong?"
"Besides, you saved the lives of us brothers. No matter what, Lingguang Valley has no reason to abandon you and leave!"
As soon as he finished, the men behind him nodded with grave expressions, looking utterly determined not to retreat. Jin Shanshan and the others couldn't help feeling moved.
Bi Fan could only rub his head and smile wryly. "In that case, let me thank you first."
Only then did Tong Yixiao smile. "There's no need to thank us, Brother Bi. We've never had much of a liking for the Blood God Hall anyway."
"Looks like the two sects have crossed paths before?" Ling Xiaoxiao asked softly, arms folded across her chest.
"Yes." Tong Yixiao nodded and sighed. "As it happens, our sect is closest to the Blood God Hall. A few years