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Although the Zhongli Clan martial artists had loudly demanded an explanation from Su Xin earlier, speaking as if they did not take him seriously at all, when Su Xin truly stood before him, that man still felt his heart pounding.
The shadow of a tree, the name of a man. Though Su Xin was not as famous in this northwestern land as he was in the Central Plains, everyone knew how he had fought the Tuoba Clan's Grand Elder, Tuoba Yu, within the Tuoba Clan estate.
A Soul Fusion Realm martial artist who could confront a Yang Spirit Realm expert head-on and even suppress him—who would dare treat Su Xin as an ordinary Soul Fusion Realm martial artist from now on?
Su Xin walked forward step by step, and the Zhongli Clan martial artists surrounding him could not help but make way.
Looking at the Zhongli Clan Soul Fusion Realm martial artist, Su Xin said blandly, "Were you the one who said you would detain my men and demand an explanation from me?"
The Zhongli Clan Soul Fusion Realm martial artist forced himself to remain composed. "Lord Su, everything must follow the rules. Your men killed members of my Zhongli Clan first. Shouldn't you give my Zhongli Clan an explanation?"
A faint, ambiguous smile appeared on Su Xin's face. "You want to talk rules with me? Fine, then let's talk about the rules. This place is not merely the territory of you northwestern tribes—it is also territory of Great Zhou. Yet your Zhongli Clan people tried to drive my people out. What kind of logic is that? Could it be that your Zhongli Clan considers itself the Northwest King, and every