"I, Ye Qiu, have arrived with the Kusanagi Sword, can my friend be released now?" Ye Qiu said.
"Ye Qiu, you should be more worried about yourself," Sato Eno said coldly, then he continued, "Master Qian Zang, please make your move."
Qian Zang, who had been seated cross-legged on a cushion, only then opened his eyes.
"Young friend Ye Qiu, please return our country's Divine Artifact to us, and your friend will naturally be safe and sound," Qian Zang spoke.
Ye Qiu suppressed his anger and responded indifferently, "The Kusanagi Sword is in my hands, if you have the ability, come and take it."
"Heh heh, since it's like that, this poor monk will have to offend you." Qian Zang clapped his hands hard, and his whole body suddenly soared into the air, transforming into a bird shape and leaping above Ye Qiu with his arms spread.
"Let's see what you're capable of," Ye Qiu spun on the spot and immediately threw a punch skyward.
