"Our Divine Firmament Sect is not like certain people, narrow-minded as a rat's guts. We bear righteousness on iron shoulders and serve only the old master." Ji Boyuan chuckled. "We righteous folk seek neither fame nor profit; all we seek is the Great Dao and the common people."
"Who asked you to meddle in our affairs? The arrangements made by the senior masters of our Celestial Master Sect naturally contain profound principles. No matter how many coarse brutes like you come, you will only ruin things."
"Junior Brother, being short is no great matter, but having a small mind will not take you far."
"When it comes to repaying every slight with vengeance, who can compare to your Divine Firmament Sect?"
"Eradicating evil root and branch is indeed this sect's consistent style."
Mingwei of the Celestial Master Sect and Ji Boyuan were arguing into a tangled mess, and Su Che did not know what to do for the moment.
Although Senior Brother Ji's lines were quite impressive, his exceedingly arrogant attitude still undermined their persuasiveness. Given the Divine Firmament Sect's consistently good relationship with the Yellow Heaven Sect, should he also step in and pull the fight in their favor?
Su Che had just opened his mouth when he heard the front door creak open outside.
"My, how lively."
A swordsman in blue robes with a long sword on his back pushed open the tower door, then hurriedly shut it with care.
"Young Mistress Yun, it has been far too long. Brother Ji is arguing with someone again? I say, if you can fight, do not argue. This must be Junior Brother Mingwei of the Celestial Master Sect. Truly a young hero, extraordinary indeed. Brother, you look rather familiar. I wonder where I have seen you before."
The bearded swordsman