Alex instantly didn't know whether to laugh or cry, nodding. "Brother Alistair's words also make sense, but..."
"There is no but!" Malakai abruptly stood up and said sternly.
"My Sol family absolutely must have this Buddhist Saint's inheritance. Otherwise, the cooperation is off!"
Alistair had not the slightest intention of yielding. He also stood up. "Heh, what a coincidence. My Blackwood family will also not yield this Buddhist Saint's inheritance to anyone!"
The two were at daggers drawn, clashing point for point. About to come to blows.
Suddenly, a burst of golden light flashed from behind. Accompanied by a strong intent of karma and destiny.
Alistair and Malakai froze. They unanimously turned their heads, and their expressions instantly froze on their faces.
It was Alex. Holding a sphere of light in his palms radiating the power of the Buddhist Dao. Looking at them with a face full of helplessness.
