"You're out?"
After leaving Starry Tower, the group arrived at the warship docking area. Seeing that everyone in Ye Lin's group was present and that there was even one extra person, the little blue man from before spoke in surprise.
"Hello, please return our warship to us."
Zhuge Yunyu stepped forward and said softly.
"Oh, oh, the warship is docked below. Just go and take it yourselves."
The little blue man froze for a moment, then immediately agreed.
"Hold it..."
Just as Zhuge Yunyu was about to step forward and reclaim her belongings, a voice brimming with authority rang out from the distant starry sky.
Everyone turned to look, only to see several dozen figures approaching them.
"P-President Wan?"
The little blue man's face was filled with shock when he saw the newcomer.
"Fellow Daoist, you stole a slave from my Serpentfolk. Do you take my Serpentfolk for people with no one to defend them?"
"Today, either make up the price difference, or return the slave."
The middle-aged man at the front frowned at Ye Lin. Beside him stood the man who had just left, the one who had imprisoned Li Yixian.
At that moment, he was looking at Ye Lin with a face full of provocation.
"Stole a slave? Oh my heavens."
Hearing this, the little blue man covered his mouth in shock, then turned and slipped away into the distance, as though terrified of being associated with Ye Lin's group.
"Stole a slave? Where is this so-called theft? It was merely a fair trade."
Ye Lin chuckled, paying these people no heed whatsoever.
"Good, good, good. Even now, you refuse to admit your mistake. Relying on your Heavenly Immortal cultivation, you look down on everyone. Where do you place the rules of Starry Tower?"
"Since that is the