Hearing this, the Blood Sect Master glanced at that person and said indifferently, "Haha, Battle Emperor, are you even qualified to say that?"
"Back then, the two of you made everyone wait for a year."
"You!"
The man pointed at the Blood Sect Master angrily and said unhappily.
An Emperor at the side dissuaded the two of them who were at daggers drawn.
"Alright! Stop arguing!"
"Let's discuss the order of entry first."
Hearing this, the Blood Sect Master added, "Alright, I'll give you face."
"Hmph!"
The Battle Emperor coldly snorted and did not say anything else.
After all, if they really fought, he might not be able to defeat the Blood Sect Master.
The people from the other factions at the back could only watch as they conversed.
After all, in the Origin Martial Small World, the strongest were the few Emperors.
It could be said that none of the people present had the qualifications to talk to them.
