Halfway up Demon Soul Mountain, the elders and tributors of the Five Countries continued their small drinking session, though less wine was being consumed, and more, a battle of wits and words!
"Hmph, who says it's impossible? Fate turns on a dime, for all we know, our Black Water Kingdom might just seize the War Soul Blood Flag this time!"
Provoked by the words of Sword Origin Sect's Elder Zou, Zhongli Jing also slammed the table.
"Heh heh, even if the luck of the War Soul Blood Flag does shift to your Black Water Kingdom, it will be intercepted by our Sword Origin Nation on the way! With those few good-for-nothings in your Black Water Kingdom, you're dreaming of seizing the flag?"
"In this old man's view, it would be a feat if even half of your Black Water Kingdom's good-for-nothings can make it out alive, let alone think about seizing the flag?"
