Tang Xiao forced down the shock in his heart, shielding the already unhinged Blazing Sun Douluo behind him.
He took a deep breath, fixing his gaze dead on Lin Ye below, and spoke with a hoarse voice:
"Lin Ye! My Clear Sky Sect considers itself to have lived in seclusion for many years, minding our own business and never crossing paths with your Spirit Hall! What on earth is your intention in leading men to attack our doorstep today?!"
Tang Xiao attempted to reason, or rather, he wanted to stall for time.
He hoped that his status as the sect master, along with the Clear Sky Sect's reputation for wielding the number-one instrument martial soul, could still make the other party hold a few reservations.
Yet, he was clearly overthinking it.
"What intention?"
Hearing this, Lin Ye laughed out loud, as if he had heard some cosmic joke.
"Hahaha, Tang Xiao, oh Tang Xiao, have you been playing the coward up on this mountain for so long that your brain has turned to mush too?"
Lin Ye put away his smile, his gaze fixing on Tang Xiao like a knife.
"When your brother Tang Hao led that bunch of trash from Shrek to ambush me in the Star Dou Great Forest, trying to drive me to my death, why didn't you talk about minding your own business?"
"When your nephew Tang San provoked me time and time again, even attempting to unite various factions to oppose my Spirit Hall, why didn't you talk about minding your own business?"
"Now that I've stormed your doorstep, you want to talk reason with me? What kind of a thing are you to even deserve to talk reason with me?"
Every word of Lin Ye's voice pierced the heart, tightening the chests of everyone