That Zhū Daoist had returned.
That cocky bastard had returned.
Just watching the old Daoist make his move brought back the fear of being ruled by him, creeping into Wuxian's heart once more.
"Can we talk this out now? If not, I'll try calling down the stars from the sky."
The old Daoist blustered, rolling his eyes, and somehow managed to cow all four of them.
Wuxian's face darkened as he exchanged a glance with Yin Mang. Neither of them dared bet on whether the old Daoist was bluffing.
There was no way to verify it. The whole point was that one try could mean certain death.
Wuxian leaned close to Yin Mang and whispered helplessly, "Looks like we really have nowhere to go. First Hanyu, and now this bastard. We're in a tight spot."
Hanyu's threat had already been made abundantly clear.
And the old Daoist's methods were so strange and unpredictable that there was simply no way to guard against them.
The Central Continent was growing stronger and stronger.
That was a good thing. The stronger the Central Continent became, the better its chances of standing against the Heavenly Beings.
But it was also a bad thing. If that happened, their value would only keep diminishing.
Yin Mang even wondered whether, given a little more time, the Central Continent would no longer need to negotiate with them at all.
Before they could speak, Quan Xiaotong took the initiative this time.
They had already shown everything they needed to show. Now it was his turn to act.
"The Central Continent won't agree to any additional conditions from you."
With that single sentence, Quan Xiaotong set the tone.
All four of them looked grim, and the tense atmosphere tightened once more. The old Daoist was even getting ready to try