Lu Yin's gaze swept past the Sword Valley Master and fell on Old Man Nong. Then he glanced at Eyeless Ancestor, Old Ancestor Qiuhan, and the Corpse Guardian. "Senior, do you intend to go to war with my Fifth Continent?"
At those words, the Sword Valley Master narrowed his eyes, a deep chill lurking in their depths. "Are you threatening me?"
"Of course not. According to what you said, the Outer Universe will all fall under the Eastern Frontier Alliance's rule in a month. By that logic, within this month, this place should belong to the Eastern Frontier Alliance—or to my Fifth Continent. Does that mean you currently belong to my Fifth Continent, Senior?" Lu Yin replied with a faint smile.
"Boy, you're in no position to waste our time. Even if things are as you say, so what? What can you do about it?" Old Ancestor Qiuhan shouted.
Lu Yin looked at Old Ancestor Qiuhan. "I'm just curious. You don't want to talk with me, yet you've explicitly given us a month. Why wait until I arrived to discuss this?" As he spoke, he turned to the Sword Valley Master. "What exactly do you want to discuss with me, Senior? Do you want me to submit, or to personally agree to withdraw within a month?"
The Sword Valley Master said coldly, "Sword Servant, thank you for your hospitality."
Lu Yin understood. "So that's what this is about. You're welcome. I happened to run into them by chance. They nearly died in the Technology Starfield, and I just happened to pass by and save them. It was the least I could do. We're all human, after all."
The Sword Valley Master raised an eyebrow. What a shameless brat. Looking at Lu Yin's earnest expression, he believed that if he didn't