Anyone with half a brain knew whom Young Master Nan had aimed those words at. Wu Handong's expression changed at once. He cupped his hands toward Bian Jixiong and smiled. "Sect Master Bian, I won't stand on ceremony, then. Let's each attend to our own affairs for now and meet again once we're back on Life Continent. Farewell!"
Those words made Bian Jixiong's heart sink. The Jieyun Mountain sect and Mount Wukang seldom had dealings with one another. Given the gulf between their standings, there was no reason for them to meet. Only those who knew the circumstances could hear the needle hidden in that cotton-soft remark: they would be settling accounts with Mount Wukang later.
He truly did not know what to say about Young Master Nan. He appreciated the young man's kind intention in standing up for them, but that kindness had made things worse.
It would not have been a major issue originally. Letting the other side vent might have been enough to put it behind them. But Young Master Nan's intervention had cost them face, turning it into a debt they would never forget.
As Jieyun Mountain's chief elder, his influence over the sect was plain enough. If he wanted to settle accounts, to some extent that meant Jieyun Mountain wanted to settle accounts.
Could Mount Wukang withstand Jieyun Mountain coming to settle accounts? Mount Wukang had powerful backing, true, but could the backing of Life Continent's foremost sect possibly be weaker than theirs?
Not only Bian Jixiong, but Yin Huixin, Elder Ke, Bian Weiying, and the others all felt their hearts grow unbearably heavy.
This was why Bian Weiying had repeatedly worried about offending Jieyun Mountain. She was not timid; reality was simply cruel.
Barefoot men with nothing to lose, like Shi Chun and his