The Battle Begins

Mount Yan stretched for a dozen miles and the entire mountain was covered with maple trees. In autumn, the area was full of maple leaves and was regarded as one of the eight most magnificent sceneries in Yan Jin.

The elder in a black robe and the skinny man stood on the top of the mountain.

The breeze avoided their bodies as if it were being split by a knife. The elder in a black robe was sturdy and his white hair stood upright like swords.

"The Xiao family has indeed helped our family before and the Old Lord Xiao is an old friend of yours, but we have supported them for decades; the favor should have been already returned. Besides, it's just a trouble a third-generation descendant created. You can give the Old Lord Xiao some bone-setting elixir. Why do you have to fight?" the skinny man said with worry in his eyes.

"Both of you are powerful warriors in the universe. The battle between you would only make your loved ones worry and your enemies rejoice!"