Chapter 642: Chapter 638: Game of Strategy

The tense atmosphere in the tent spiked as the two family spokesmen clashed. Three martial ancestors from the Mi Clan have released their vigor, and Xiao Qi, unwilling to concede, stood up in response. Only Xiao Zheng, caught in the middle with a helpless look on his face, tightly held the armrests, fighting hard to keep his body from trembling.

As the negotiation seemed on the verge of turning into a martial skirmish, an irate elder sternly warned, “Is this how you dare to conduct yourselves in my presence!?”

The one who spoke belonged to the Mi Clan’s second elder, but he wasn’t directing his words at Xiao Qi’s party. Instead, he was glaring at the three martial ancestors brought by another member of the Mi Clan.

The three martial adepts who had just unleashed their vigor suddenly froze upon the elder’s reprimand. Their gathered aura dissipated, but the elder remained unsatisfied, glaring as he commanded, “Has the head of the Xiao Clan failed to provide you with chairs? Sit down!”

Being so publicly scolded was humiliating for these powerful martial ancestors, but they knew they couldn’t retaliate against the elder’s reprimands.

Those chosen as elders are greatly respected within the clan. Moreover, before becoming an elder, this man was the chief instructor of the Mi Clan’s martial artists, including these martial ancestors, who were personally trained by him. Their conditioning compelled them to sit in submission, even in the face of the clan leader.

Moreover, they had launched their displays of vigour without being ordered to, and another member of the Mi Clan’s silence only depleted their will even further. So, they reluctantly sat down.

Seeing the three of them sit down, the riled-up elder finally let go of his anger and turned to Xiao Jinlin with a regretful expression, saying, “I apologize for the youthful exuberance of our clan’s junior members. Second son, please lower your aura.”

Three towering martial ancestors, still in their prime at nearly fifty, were ironically being called young men. A hint of embarrassment flashed across their faces, quickly replaced by helplessness.

the hundred-year-old elder and the nearly ninety-year-old Xiao Jinlin,

the elder’s intervention, allowing the two spokesmen some respite for

was aware that this treasure was obtained through transactions between

they would either have to

to him. He sighed at the seated Xiao

and nodded in acceptance

Mi clan’s secret weapons were naturally not to be squandered foolishly. If used to attack Red Cloud Mountain, they would face an inexhaustible surge of opposition, and the Mi Clan would end up losing men in

Mi member was bound to make a decision, no matter how painful it would

the profit. As the leader

in underwater combat?” The Mi member inquired, his face stoic, “The Mi Clan’s allied forces will breach Xiangyun Valley within three days. I wonder, will three hundred elite fighters skilled in underwater combat and three martial ancestor teams be enough to delay the Xiao Clan’s ships in the territory of

surprise, his face suddenly darkening while his eyes filled

a clan leader. The Mi member just looked at Xiao Jinlin

composure was once again filled with tension. When it comes to matters of interest, agreement is

one’s gain is another’s loss.

lose one,’ because

winner taking it all while the loser ends up

the words or fierce the tension, it’s only aimed at gaining an advantage. After all, the relationships between the great clans are not just about

Xiao Jinlin would have to give in, as he wouldn’t gamble the lives of

face-off, Xiao Jinlin sighed, saying “Clan Leader Mi possesses an

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