Dragon-Tiger Arhat, Where Are Your Dragon and Tiger?

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The heartflames filling the sky slowly faded away, leaving only the piercing mountain wind howling.

Jiang Mei stood nearby with the Zhao brothers, all three wearing grim expressions.

Ever since the matter of Seven Treasures Bodhisattva preaching the Dharma, the relationship between the Three Sects and the Divine Dynasty had shown faint signs of worsening.

They had not yet completely torn off all pretense only because the Immortal Court had yet to give a response.

Yet the conduct of these monks had grown ever more overbearing.

Even after they had revealed their identities as members of the Divine Dynasty, this monk still wanted to take someone from the hands of court officials.

It would have been one thing outside, but this was West Mountain Prefecture's territory!

"Hah."

What Jiang Mei feared most had still come to pass. They had arrived too hastily, and General Wu Shan had yet to arrive.

As she struggled to think of how to resolve the scene before her, General Nanyang's indifferent voice suddenly rang out beside her ears.

One last chance?

Jiang Mei looked up in astonishment. The Zhao brothers beside her also underwent a drastic change in expression.

This was the first time any of them had met this newly appointed titled general. They had only gained a rough understanding of his temperament from the way he had set the fire just now.

But they had never imagined that, when facing a Bodhi Sect powerhouse, General Nanyang could still be so unyielding!

"This..."

The Zhao brothers quietly looked toward Jiang Mei. They only needed to stall a little longer. Once General Wu Shan arrived, with that general's wealth of experience, this matter could easily be resolved.

Why had General Nanyang instead taken the initiative to escalate the conflict?

In the end, he was