A voice sounded from behind the Qinghe Dao Sect Gate.
A Daoist in a green-gray Daoist robe walked over and held a jade-white horsetail whisk in his hand. He sized up Han Muye and said coldly.
On the other side, Shao Datian looked excited as Cuicui pulled him back.
"Is the Immortal Moon Lake under your jurisdiction? Are you the one who set the rules of the market?" Han Muye turned to look around, his gaze landing on the vast hall.
"Of course. This is determined by the laws of the dynasty. All the sects have the right to govern the areas around their bases." The Daoist sneered and said, "We can't possibly let the soldiers of the Defense Division guard our bases, right?"
It was precisely because the dynasty could not guard the various sects that they released the jurisdiction of various places.
After all, no one knew what happened at the bases.
