"You cannot give me what I want." Huo Lian shook his head.
"Then it seems we can only fight. Better shattered jade than an unbroken tile!" Sima Cenfeng laughed heartily. "This is a golden opportunity for our Heavenly Evil Sect to rise. How could we let greedy fellows like you ruin it? My three younger brothers, can we set aside all our differences today and unite against our enemies?"
"We would be deeply honored!" Jiang Pandong and the other two cupped their hands toward Sima Cenfeng and answered loudly.
"And you three? What do you think?" Sima Cenfeng turned to Zhu Fanjiang and the other two and asked.
Although Zhu Fanjiang and the other two also belonged to the Heavenly Evil Sect, the days when the Three Great Families ruled the sect were far too distant, and their opinions mattered as well.
"You're right. We must set aside all our differences now. For the Heavenly Evil Sect, we will fight to the death," Zhu Fanjiang said. "The three of us have little time left anyway. If you want to gain anything from us, dream on."
"Good, good, good! Whether it was the Heavenly Evil Sect of the past or the Heavenly Evil Sect of today, as long as we join forces, I believe we can overcome this crisis," Sima Cenfeng said with a hearty laugh.
"We could make use of the little girls from the Sword Pavilion and Bishui Palace." Chen Zhaofa glanced at Zhangsun Youyue and Jiang Liuli. "We have no choice but to disregard our standing now. Wu Xuancang, Leng Guhan, do you still want these two to return alive?"
Using juniors as hostages was fairly common among people of the Jianghu.
But people of their standing disdained such methods.
The circumstances were simply too exceptional this time.