The warm smile on the Alliance Head's face faded away into a frown, his eyes turning cold at the same time. It was a look rarely seen on the Alliance Head's face, who was known to be very friendly almost all the time.
The Vice-Clan Leader felt a shiver crawl up his spine for a brief moment as he saw the expression, but ignored it and remained firm in his words and stance.
"To think someone like you has the gall to come to my Alliance and demand such a thing. Either you've gone mad with age, or the Starforge Clan is getting bolder these days," the Alliance Head replied, no warmth or friendliness in his voice at all.
"Blood demands blood. Your Prime Disciple moved against my daughter, and so retaliation is only natural," the Vice-Clan Leader replied firmly, standing his ground.
