"Since that's the case... then hurry up and scram!" In an instant, Duan Tianhong's voice burst out once again, effortlessly forcing the young man's figure before him to retreat quite a distance!
"Swish, swish!" As the voice faded, the Space Phoenix Shadow and the sea of fire vanished into nothingness within the void. However, a strand of gray lightning behind Xiao Yan shot toward him frantically like an arrow leaving the bow.
"Swish, swish!" A moment later, Muxi was instantly reeled back by the boundless giant hand.
In the blink of an eye, this space channel returned to peace once again.
"Splash." Xiao Yan's figure also returned to the deck.
"What is going on here?" Having just returned to the deck, he immediately saw the figures of Duan Qifei and Duan Tianhong and asked at once.
Judging from the exchange between the two just now, these guys... seemed to know each other?
"Old rivals..." Duan Tianhong chuckled softly, his voice filled with a strong sense of disdain.
"Those guys... are a formidable faction in the Western Continent called Xiyun Pavilion."
"Taking advantage of when I was still young, during the last Four Continents Tournament, they stubbornly tried to arrange a marriage between me and the young master of their pavilion right in front of the experts of the four continents. My father refused, and in the end they almost kidnapped me..." Duan Qifei recounted softly, a faint blush rising across her pretty face. Naturally, she did not understand such matters back then.
"And then?" Xiao Yan asked.
"Then... my father was furious, and even with the evidence clear as day, the Third Master of Muyun Pavilion still endlessly chattered with his sophistry..."
"In the end, Dad slapped him to death..." Duan Qifei spoke softly, yet a trace of warmth filled