"Niu Dingtian, what exactly are you seeking Nalan Shiyin for? If it's because my White Bone Yuan Chen Dao is at fault, we can discuss this, but otherwise, even if I have to use the full power of our sect, I will leave you here!"
Speaking was the elder who wielded the Bone Divine Chain. He stared at Zheng Ming, and although his voice was full of threats, many could sense that his tone was not as confident as before, no, it seemed to have a hint of yielding.
Indeed, a hint of yielding.
In the past, when had the White Bone Yuan Chen Dao ever been so reasonable? Let alone someone attacking their mountain gate, even if their mood dictated it, life and death were entirely at their whim.
Compared to reasoning, the people of White Bone Yuan Chen Dao believe more in power. As long as there is power, the word "reason" holds no value to them at all.
The tall man's face changed as he sat on the throne, but his gaze held a trace of reproach as he looked at the elder who spoke.
