Dugu Sheng was beginning to panic. There were too many of them on the other side, all martial arts masters. If they genuinely started a fight, his side would stand no chance of winning.
Moreover, Dugu Sheng didn't want conflict with the Pill Alliance. His hardline stance was just for his son to save face. He thought Mo Ziming would back off appropriately at some point.
Unexpectedly, Mo Ziming wasn't playing around. You want to be tough? Well, I can be tougher.
Dugu Sheng wasn't a fool. He and his son, Dugu Qingyun, might have some character flaws, but after forty or fifty years of life, he recognized when to advance and when to retreat.
"Mo Ziming, what are you trying to do? Are you trying to humiliate us just because the Pill Alliance is powerful?" Dugu Sheng quickly changed his tone.
Mo Ziming looked at him with apparent contempt. "You came here knowing full well the power of the Pill Alliance, yet you and your son still dare to act so arrogantly. Impressive."
