Luckily, Luo Yang stepped in to mediate, preventing a physical altercation.
Wuweizi wore a grim expression, indecisive about leaving or staying.
"Heh heh! On account of my sworn brother, I'll spare you a beating for now! But if I don't get the Blood Devil, we'll settle accounts afterward! Heh heh!" Hua XiYi sneered coldly.
If there was any more backchat, even Luo Yang wouldn't be able to stop the conflict.
Wuweizi kept his face taut, allowing Laughing Girl to speak without daring to retort.
Anger was natural, but lacking strength, he had no choice but to swallow his frustration.
"Elder, everyone will go tomorrow, won't they? Are you saying you're not even capable of getting everyone inside?" Luo Yang quickly shifted back to the main topic.
He wasn't sure whether Wuweizi planned to bring only him and Zhu Zishan into the altar, or if even he couldn't gain entry himself.
