"Met Young Master Xiao," Li Xiaoyuan hastily nodded in response.
"Your Heaven Martial Sect is really declining," Xiao Buhui said.
"I've also heard from the ancestors that there were old grievances, but those are matters of the family.
Now that you cannot forget them, it's no wonder you're declining."
"I don't understand what Young Master Xiao means," Xia Wanqing asked calmly.
"This is a dispute between two nations; you shouldn't be here," Xiao Buhui stated coolly.
"We are here at the invitation of the Second Prince," Xia Wanqing said.
"If I were you, I would just cower in Mufu Mountain, you're almost losing all the face of the Heaven Martial Emperor."
Xiao Buhui replied: "Let me make it clear to you, the conflict between the two nations.
It will not change anything because of you."
"We never intended to change anything," Xia Wanqing looked at Xiao Buhui and said.
"Young Master Xiao seems to have great hostility towards us, could there be some misunderstanding?"
