Shi Xiaole was too proud to ask for help from anyone, including his own father, but Shi Xuanzhong could not pretend as if nothing had happened.
He was a man of justice, but not a fool.
In fact, Shi Xuanzhong's character had allowed him to reach this stage, which proved his wisdom was far beyond that of ordinary people. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago.
The intentions of several Supreme Lords were clear to any fool, let alone the discerning eye of the Holy Monarch.
"Shi Xuanzhong, you actually made a move on my child. What, do you want to provoke infighting?"
The ancestor of the Fire Stiffs was furious, his aura erupting like a super volcano, turning the sky blood red.
"Who is truly stirring up infighting?"
Shi Xuanzhong stood firm, pushing forward with his palm. Within a hundred yards, time slowed, and everything gradually came to a halt, including the momentum of the Fire Stiff's ancestor, which solidified like magma.
