"I, Zhou Xuan, dare not overreach."
Zhou Xuan's voice, dripping with sarcasm, came from the Turtle Mountain Taoist Temple.
"You killed Zhao Qingxiao and then Zhao Jinjia, leaving a blood feud with our Tunnel Armor Sect disciples. We'll skip the pretentious and fancy ways; we'll see the truth in the incense and fire!
Today, according to the rules of Jianghu duels, I challenge you. After your storytelling is done, the six Supremes of Tunnel Armor will battle your Grand Teacher and the entire Mingjiang Prefecture!"
"Your Grand Teacher can summon as many helpers as he wants; we are these people, how about it?"
"That would be excellent. I was afraid that after I finish this storytelling, you would all flee. But since you've set the challenge, I won't have to search for you. However, since it's a challenge, it needs some stakes; otherwise, there's no fun in fighting!"
"If we die in battle, our bodies are yours." Hulu Taoist made a promise similar to Zhao Jinjia's.
"Very well."
