"Elder, are you really going to make things difficult for us? That is the god of our Abyss Sect which was stolen by a demon beast. We originally wanted to retrieve it, but it was unexpectedly intercepted by Qin Jun. Is there no justice left?" Nangong Lietian shouted in a deep voice. Although he was scolding, Qin Jun couldn't help but feel that there was a bit of grievance in his words.
If it were really as he said, Qin Jun would indeed have gone too far.
Qin Jun couldn't help but be speechless; he didn't feel ashamed—he simply didn't believe that the Abyss Sect had never forcefully taken anything from anyone!
"If you say that the Divine Beast belongs to your Abyss Sect, then why could it form a soul contract with me?" Qin Jun asked coldly, his face full of irony.
Upon hearing this, Nangong Lietian's face turned ashen, and Old Man Yi, who had been wavering, instantly understood that Nangong Lietian was lying.
"It seems you don't know your place!"
