His attitude had changed. Previously, he could still negotiate the conditions peacefully. However, now that a fight broke out, who would still be forgiving and calm?
Indeed, Wang Shizhong did not know how to appreciate a favor. He refused a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.
Lu Zhou sat in a dignified manner half a foot behind Wang Shizhong. The emperor, Li Yun Zheng, was a foot to his left.
Wang Shizhong was a Nine-and-a-half-leaf cultivator. Although he was struck out of the sky by Nie Qingyun, he still had some fight left in him. His current spot was perfect to launch an attack against the old man. This was the closest he could get to the old man. However, would he really dare to attack?
In the sky, the cultivators who put up resistance were being struck down by Yu Shangrong and Yu Zhenghai.
