This Is Going to Be Difficult? Then Forget It

War was out of the question.

Not until the two great empires and every sect joined forces against Spirit Hall. Not in this lifetime.

They couldn't win a fight, so swallowing their anger was the only way to get by!

With everyone staring at Gu Rong as though he were an idiot, his scalp prickled. He had backed himself into a corner.

Seeing the situation about to spiral out of control, Ning Fengzhi thought fast and shot Mo Ya a pleading look.

Mo Ya understood. At the crucial moment, he stepped forward. "Please, both of you, calm down. We can talk this through. For my sake, how about you stop for now?"

"Fine. For Ink Crow Douluo's sake, I'll let this One-Eyed Dragon off for now. But my elder Silver Hammer can't have died for nothing. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must give us an explanation."

As one of Qin Xuan's most loyal contracted servants, Huyan Zhen knew a little about the Soul Master Guild. He withdrew his Martial Soul, and his tone softened somewhat.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance and withdrew their Martial Souls as well. Ning Fengzhi stepped in front of them, his face dark. "Sect Master Huyan, what sort of explanation do you want from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"I'm merely speaking up for one of my master's subordinates. I'm not from Spirit Hall. You should ask Bishop Salas." Huyan Zhen folded his arms and stepped back beside Salas, lying through his teeth.

"Bishop Salas, how about this? We'll treat tonight's events as a misunderstanding. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will pay two hundred million Gold Soul Coins in compensation and apologize to Spirit Hall. What do you say?"

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath as he addressed Salas.

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