Ku Wei was Lu Yin's disciple, an absolute top-level leader of the Eastern Frontier Alliance, and the chief of the Great Giant lineage. Forget a cultivator who had only just broken through to the Enlightenment Realm—even a star envoy wouldn't dare run his mouth like that.
"Brother Ku, what you just said really was out of line. We're both reasonable people. If Alliance Leader Lu wants to monopolize the pond, even the Chief Arbiter won't be able to justify it," Wen Sansi said courteously.
Ling Gong rebuked him, "Cut the crap. Give up the pond."
Ku Wei smiled at Ling Gong. "You can go in."
Ling Gong froze. The others looked at him in confusion. What did he mean?
"I heard you and my master have a thing going on. You can go in—my master won't say anything. You're also one of my future shiniang's entourage," Ku Wei said seriously.
Ling Gong's face turned red, then pale again. Her eyes blazed with fury as she thrust her spear at him once more. "Shameless!"
"Why are you hitting me? You're one of my future shiniang's entourage. I'm not fighting you."
"Who told you to say that? You're asking to die!"
"You've got quite a temper. My master must have some unusual tastes. Chen Jian, stand guard. Don't let those people dirty my shiniang's bathing pool."
The others could only shake their heads. Beside the Cold Immortal Pond, Chen Jian sat watching Ku Wei and Ling Gong fight with interest. Behind him, several cultivators tried sneaking into the pond, only to be casually slapped away. One of them had battle power exceeding 400,000, yet Chen Jian still knocked him back with a single slap. There was nothing he could do.
All around them, numerous Great Giants watched, making the others uneasy.