"You're courting death. Do you know that?"
The Bald Immortal gritted his teeth. In the four thousand, three hundred and sixty-eight years since he became an Immortal, this was the first time he had ever suffered such a monumental humiliation.
"Granny Jin Hua!"
The Bald Immortal turned to look at Granny Jin Hua. "Setting aside the rules of the Sub-Palace exchange, and regardless of what this pig has done to the disciples in the Spirit Pool, I am an Immortal who has been repeatedly provoked by it. I believe I have the right to seek justice for myself!"
"Surely you don't intend to interfere in the personal grudge between me and this pig, do you?"
Granny Jin Hua frowned. With things having reached this point, she could no longer protect the Pig Emperor.
Besides, she could see that the patience of the experts from the Hall of Envoys was nearing its limit.
