"Li Shentong, your Li Family has gone too far!"
From afar, a thunderous voice boomed through the heavens and the earth. A middle-aged man, carrying a broadsword on his back and sporting a wildly unkempt beard an inch long, resembling steel needles, leapt from the flying boat, his eyes wide open and his aura terrifyingly fierce.
Across from him, an elderly man with a refined aura rose into the air, a faint smile on his face, "Luo Jianbei, there's no need for such harsh words. My Li Family has always acted reasonably—when have we ever bullied you?"
"Hmph... You old fox have always been cunning. Surely, it was my Luo Family who discovered this vein first. Why has it suddenly become yours?"
"If merely seeing something makes it belong to your Luo Family, then you've also seen the Ghost City and the Netherworld Water, haven't you? Why don't I see you claiming them?"
"You..."
At this, Luo Jianbei was so rebutted that he was at a loss for words.
