"What?" The Fire Crow Sect Master's expression changed as he flew into a towering rage. "Who has the audacity to challenge my Fire Crow Sect? Do they take me for a sick cat just because this tiger isn't showing its claws?"
"Speak! Who is so bold?" The Fire Crow Sect Master's chest burned with rage, and he wished he could tear the troublemakers into a thousand pieces.
He was in the middle of a dispute with the Blood Crow Sect Master and the Black Crow Sect Master over the quota allocations. For someone to attack his sect at this moment would make him a complete laughingstock.
And what if they orchestrated this attack to deliberately inflict heavy losses on my Fire Crow Sect? I'd almost certainly lose the quota for the Peach Blossom Paradise. That was an outcome the Fire Crow Sect Master could not accept. He just wanted to kill the troublemakers immediately, making an example of them.
