Li Guanyi thought back to everything he had seen and heard along the way and curled his lips.
The impassioned youth made no effort to conceal his disgust as he gripped his Battle Halberd, his palm flaring with a faint golden-red brilliance, and said,
"You harbor hostility towards me."
"However, I have no intention of letting you go either!"
Nangong Wumeng propped up his chin, lost in thought.
The Angry Scale Dragon King burst into loud laughter and said, "Very well, very well! But now that the wine is finished, it's time for a fight, don't you think, Lord Tong?" His exuberance reached the heavens as he forcefully parried a strike, pushing Chen Chengbi back, and grabbed a spear, preparing to clash with Li Guanyi.
At that moment, the young Taoist cracked a slight smile and said, "However, this time, I'm afraid it's time for you all to leave."
The Angry Scale Dragon King asked, "What?"
