They looked toward the voice and saw Chen Qi emerge from the rear of the hall, her bearing noble and her long robe trailing over the floor, every inch the master of a sect.
"Sister Chen Qi? Oh, Sect Master Chen..."
Seeing Chen Qi appear in the Ice Forest Sect, Xi Bazì and Sweet Potato Boy were taken aback. They knew things had just become difficult.
"What, Mu Lan Pavilion wants to buy land at Ice Lake and build a city? Did I agree to that? Don't forget, I'm not only the Sword Sect's Sect Master, but also one of Mu Lan Pavilion's stewards in the Northern Plains."
"Oh, then I'd better keep calling you Sister Chen Qi. Sweet Potato Boy and I have discussed building the city. We're both stewards, so two against one is perfectly within the rules."
"The question is, did you ask for my opinion? Do you have any regard for me at all?"
"We thought we'd buy the land first, then report to you, Sister. You have such a vast Sword Sect to manage, and you have to spend your energy teaching the Sword Sect's young master too. We really didn't dare trouble you too much."
Anyone with eyes could have heard the mockery in Xi Bazì's words. Chen Qi understood at once: Mu Lan Pavilion was distancing itself from the Sword Sect and guarding against her nephew.
"Tell me, is this his decision?"
"It's the decision of us two brothers."
"Who the hell do you two think you are!"
"Chen Qi, don't you have any fucking sense of where you stand? Sweet Potato Boy and I have put up with you for long enough. Time and again, you ask who the hell we think we are. Why don't you ask yourself who the hell