At Yue Family Inner Hall, two middle-aged men sat opposite each other.
Yue Jianqiu's expression was rather ugly, with a frown that never left his face.
"Brother Zhou, this Divine Martial Hall, what do you think?" Yue Jianqiu said.
"Hard to tell! Looking at it right now, this Divine Martial Hall's strength doesn't seem to be weak! Perhaps, it's not what you and I can afford to provoke. Heh, if Younger Brother Yue had long known about this day, why act that way at that time? If you married Li-er to Yan-er long ago, where would there be so many problems?"
The one talking was precisely Vastsun City's city lord, Zhou Jia!
Hearing Yue Jianqiu inquired about the Divine Martial Hall's matters, Zhou Jia could not resist rebuking the other party.
Yue Jianqiu heaved a sigh and said, "How can this Yue not know Yan-er's feelings? It's just that Li-er's temper, you're aware too. Her heart isn't on Yan-er at all. If she's pressed into a corner, she'll go for mutual destruction!"
