His voice was very light, yet it unmistakably drowned out the sound of the cloud tide: "This place is fated for me, and also fated for Nanming Village..."
Tan Zhu had not finished speaking when Qiu Lei suddenly stood up, the ground of rocks beneath his feet trembled heavily, and yellow-brown cracks spread like a spiderweb.
"Tan Zhu! This land has been managed by my Territorial Expansion Alliance for years, how dare you claim a connection and wish to meddle?" Qiu Lei rebuked angrily.
You Yunshou also rose with a wave of his sleeve, his white robe billowing, cloud qi around him transformed into layers of wave patterns: "Fellow Daoist Tan, don't push us beyond limits. This area, once under the jurisdiction of our White Cloud Village's Flowing Cloud Ferry, you polluted the ferry before, we have yet to settle that clearly, and now you dare to openly seize land?"
After speaking, the two glared at each other almost simultaneously.
The scene was somewhat comical for a moment.
