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.