Lu Armor said in a deep voice, "From now on, we can nominally become Honored Guest Elders of the Ling Family. We'll answer your calls, but not your summons! What does the Patriarch think?"
"You wish!"
Ling Qiyue scoffed. 'This guy thinks he can just walk away with an island over forty thousand square li, complete with a large Third Grade Spirit Vein, just by asking? He's dreaming!'
"So, there's nothing to discuss?"
Lu Armor said, slightly angered, "We are Golden Core Masters, after all. Why can't we propose such terms?"
Just as Ling Qiyue was about to speak, her expression suddenly changed.
At some unknown point, the spectral form of a War Beast, over ten zhang long and resembling a platypus, had snuck up beside her, only to be stopped by the Fenghuo Panyun Bell's defensive light screen.
Not far away, Yun Wushuang, who was attacking the Protective Array, sighed with regret.
