When Nangong Youjiu heard that soft snort, sweat immediately beaded uncontrollably on his forehead.
How could he dare conceal anything now? He hurriedly explained, "I heard that Feng Mountain Lord had dealings with the Orderless Plane. We also developed some business there, so I wanted to have a proper talk with you."
Feng Jun frowned slightly and spoke impatiently. "Why is it this again? I'm really curious—apart from copying the Huangfu Clan, does your Nangong Family not know how to do business?"
Nangong Youjiu knew his conduct had been inappropriate, and there was even a Real Person here backing Feng Jun. But when he heard the accusation that the Nangong Family could only plagiarize, he could not suppress the fire in his heart—this was the Nangong Family's hereditary enemy!
So he said solemnly, "Feng Mountain Lord, that is merely what you have seen. In the places you have not seen, the Huangfu Clan's conduct is no nobler than that of my Nangong Family."
Feng Jun waved a hand and replied with disgust, "I have absolutely no interest in learning which of your two families is nobler. What I find deeply objectionable is this: you have a grudge against the Huangfu Clan, so deal with them yourself. Why insist on dragging an outsider like me into it? What exactly do you mean by that?"
Because you looked easy to bully, of course! Nangong Youjiu understood the logic perfectly well.
In fact, ever since the two families decided not to clash directly, squeezing the living space of each other's partners had become a shared understanding. The Nangong Family did it, and so did the Huangfu Clan.
However, after learning of Sumiao's protection of Pacify Arms Mountain, Nangong Youjiu had secretly decided not to regard Pacify Arms Mountain as a minor force anymore.