Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned, somewhat worriedly, "But..."
However, before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, Wang Qingyun waved his hand to interrupt him.
"But what? There's no 'but'! My task is to bring the Flame Treasure Tower back to the Tie Sect, no matter who wants to compete with us later, we'll just take them down first. Our Tie Sect is not afraid of trouble, nor are we so down and out that we need to negotiate with others in advance. Let's not mention this again, we'll go straight to action!"
Wang Qingyun gave the middle-aged man a glance, speaking with confidence.
"Uh... alright!"
The middle-aged man could only nod helplessly, "Listening to the Great Elder's orders!"
"That's more like it!"
Wang Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at Chen Feng, a cold light flashing in his eyes, thinking coldly: Kid, there are some things you can afford, but you may not be able to take away. Soon, you will know what despair is!
