Ximen Tianxin's expression instantly turned awkward to the extreme.
As the Western Heaven Great Emperor, one of the four Great Emperors of the human race in the Cangming Realm, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
And yet, he had only just helped the Cangming Great Emperor win a battle against Endless Mountain.
Then, the moment he turned around, he had to address the other party as brother.
The other party gave him no face at all, leaving him utterly speechless.
Though his heart was filled with ten thousand grievances and displeasures,
with the Cangming Great Emperor returning in crushing defeat, he could only lower himself and say, "Brother Cang Lan, you jest. Back then—"
"Back then was back then. Now is now."
Wujin Canglan interrupted him once again and snorted coldly. "If the Great Emperor has no business here, then please leave! This Mountain Lord still needs to host the Dragon Clan's friends."
"I do have business."
Ximen Tianxin had finally seen it clearly.
The other party simply did not wish to deal with him. If he kept exchanging empty pleasantries, he might truly be thrown out.
"Oh, then forget it if there's nothing."
Wujin Canglan still had no intention of giving him a chance to speak.
Lazily twisting his words outright, he turned to Long Cangqiong and said, "Wujin Canglan thanks all our Dragon Clan friends for your generous support. Come, come, come! I'll have the finest banquet prepared at once. Today, we won't return until we're drunk."
Wujin Ning and the other first-generation disciples of Endless Mountain all knew the fury burning in their eldest senior brother's heart, so naturally none of them found anything wrong with it.
The Dragon Clan experts, however, all felt as though their entire worldview had been overturned.
This Endless Mountain Lord,