"Indeed, indeed, that makes perfect sense!" Qian Yuming clapped his hands and cried. "If Fellow Daoist Ling has done nothing, then he may swear a heart oath. If he truly has nothing to do with that magic artifact, we will leave at once!"
"Hahaha!" Ling Zhengyi laughed. "Fellow Daoist Pu, after all these years, why are you still thinking about that magic artifact? Back then, I had already done everything I should have done. Later, considering that our two clans might share some connection, I even gave you my full support in helping you search for it. Yet after so many years, you have turned around and bitten me, wanting to profit from my Misty Mountain. Just thinking of such filthy intentions disgusts me! You came to my Misty Mountain for no reason at all, forcing me to swear a heart oath within Misty Mountain's own hall. Is that not stripping my face and Misty Mountain's face from our bodies and trampling them beneath your feet? How could I possibly swear such an oath?"
"Haha, see that, fellow Daoists? Was I not right before? Before I even said anything, this fellow had already changed his face. He is indeed guilty!" Pu Jianyuan cupped his hands. "You two are renowned righteous figures in Xi Kingdom's Cultivation World. You must uphold justice for me!"
"Fellow Daoist Pu, calm yourself!" Zhan Yu narrowed his tiny eyes until they were nearly invisible, waving a hand as he said, "Since Fellow Daoist Qian and I have come, we naturally wish to give you both a fair judgment. Besides, since your two families share some connection, I believe it would be best to settle this peacefully rather than resort to violence!"
"Violence?" Ling Zhengyi's expression turned cold.
"Does Fellow Daoist Zhan have some method?" Pu Jianyuan