"Ha ha, good idea!" Dexun clapped his hands and said to Wang Ye, "Fellow Daoist Heng Ming is absolutely right. This old man supports it! It can both settle the current dispute and put the flying boat to use. Not bad, not bad!"
"Mm, we agree as well!" The others all chimed in.
"This..." Wang Ye was inwardly furious, yet he truly had no "evidence." This Flowing Cloud Flying Boat was plainly the Seven Wonders Sect's Flowing Cloud Flying Boat—so why... why did he have to produce some damn evidence?
"Alas, so be it!" Wang Ye knew this was a rare step down. With a sigh in his heart and a strained smile on his face, he nodded. "Mm. Under normal circumstances, this old man would never yield. But Fellow Daoist Qian Mo spoke well: now is the time for all our Daoist sects to join hands, and there can be no room for such filthy matters. This old man will temporarily lease this flying boat to your Joyful Sect. I only hope Martial Nephew Zongbao can use this flying boat to slay even more sword cultivators!"
"This junior understands!" Li Zongbao said with a bow. "Slaying sword cultivators is precisely this junior's foremost task in coming to Xuntian City. This junior will certainly not disappoint Senior!"
Damn it, how did this turn into a lease? Xiao Hua fretted inwardly. Leasing it is fundamentally different from having it as our own!
Yet Li Zongbao said nothing, and Heng Ming, who had defended Li Zongbao, also said nothing. Xiao Hua glanced at the composed Qian Mo of the Thunder Control Sect and could no longer speak. Without anyone backing him, even someone as formidable as Li Zongbao did not dare say more. What did Xiao Hua count for? Better to keep