"Both of you, whatever misunderstandings we have can be discussed calmly. There's no need for violence, and if necessary, please move away from my clan's Imperial City area..."
Emperor Xuanyuan Hao stepped forward, forcefully suppressing his anger, and advised in a deep voice.
"Scram!" The elder interrupted with a loud shout, the sound waves causing the buildings below to tremble.
Xuanyuan Hao's face instantly turned livid as he turned to look at the three elders, only to see them with gloomy expressions.
"You old bastard!" An angry curse suddenly exploded in the air.
Another spatial rift opened up in the night sky, and Zhao Muye charged forth riding a silver-white giant elephant.
His body was covered in blood, yet his battle spirit was overwhelming. "You've led me in circles for over a million miles, just to pull off a sneak attack here!"
