"Who are you? Why are you meddling in our affairs?"
Ning Chun glared furiously at Long Ji and the others, his voice filled with anger and bewilderment.
Just moments ago, he had been locked in fierce combat with Shui Zhiqiu and her companions, neither side able to gain the upper hand.
Yet Long Ji and his group had suddenly stormed onto the battlefield like phantoms, throwing the situation into chaos.
Originally, Ning Chun had gradually suppressed Shui Zhiqiu's group through sheer numbers, but Long Ji's intervention had instantly turned the tide.
Not only that, their strength seemed even greater, and Ning Chun's side was now in danger of being suppressed instead.
"Who I am doesn't matter."
Long Ji's voice was cold and merciless.
"What matters is that we're taking these opportunities!"
He made no attempt to conceal his intentions, directly ordering Jiao Qing, Ox Demon, and the others to launch a fierce assault on the Joyous Union Sect disciples, clearly intending to drive them out.
Caught off guard by Long Ji's sudden attack, the Joyous Union Sect disciples were somewhat flustered, but they did not retreat.
At that moment, however, Long Ji turned and gave Shui Zhiqiu a faint smile.
"Fairy, why don't we join forces to drive off the enemy?"
A hint of cunning crept into his words.
"Once that's done, we'll each take one of these two clusters of opportunity. Neither of us loses out, right?"
Long Ji's gaze swept seemingly casually over Lin Qinqin, Shui Furong, and the others, but he did not approach them to offer a greeting.
Yet his eyes inadvertently betrayed a sense of familiarity, as though these women were no strangers to him.
Lin Qinqin and Shui Furong exchanged glances, each seeing curiosity in the other's eyes.
They could not help taking