(The second update tonight will be at nine...)
It was a pity they could not get their hands on the tortoise shell this time. But Tang Changsheng had dared to act like this; if they met him again, they would make him pay!
"It bears natural dragon markings. No wonder you people took one look at it and conceived wicked intentions!" Ao Xian sneered. "And even before me, you still won't tell the truth? You dare make excuses?"
The faces of the Phoenix Cry Mountain disciples changed drastically. "General, we didn't—"
Before the disciple who had spoken could finish, he was sent flying. With a crack, he spat blood and hit the ground, unable to rise for a long time.
"Shall I detain every last one of you and have your elders come collect you in person?" Ao Xian asked coldly.
They fell silent as cicadas in winter. Ordinarily, a brief detention would have been no great matter, but being detained now would mean missing the Immortal Sect Trial. Not one of them dared make a sound.
Tang Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had guessed that the Dragon Palace's Sea Market kept strict order. How else could it function without powerful figures and rules to keep everyone in check? Now it seemed his guess had been right. The Dragon Palace did play by the rules!
He stepped forward and cupped his fists. "I've long heard that the Dragon Palace keeps strict rules and that no one, young or old, is cheated at the Sea Market. Today I've seen it for myself. General, your fairness has won my admiration!"
Ao Xian laughed. "No need to box me in with pretty words. I won't pocket your property. A dragon-marked tortoise shell may be a fine thing in the mortal