"Settling accounts?" Murong Ke sneered, "Purple Flame, when you attacked my Shengbao Trading House..."
"Murong Ke, better settle our own accounts first." Before Murong Ke could finish, he was already interrupted by Ye Ming's cold voice.
"Ye Ming, I have no grudge with you," Murong Ke said gravely.
"No grudge? Then why did you just prevent me from saving my junior brothers?" Ye Ming demanded coldly.
"It concerns the bigger picture; how could I easily let you take action? Haven't I also not saved my own Shengbao Trading House warriors?" Murong Ke retorted.
"Bullshit." Ye Ming blurted, "Your Shengbao Trading House Guard Team, numbering over a hundred, has several Mysterious Profundity Ninth Layer Martial Artists, and their self-preservation ability is exceptional."
"And my Sky-splitting Sword Sect disciples, merely twenty in number, and the strongest among us are just Lin Jin and four others, all of whom are at the Mysterious Profundity Fourth Layer."
