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Martial Master

Chapter 1782: Don't Leave Anymore 💔

Published: November 30, -0001

Tie Niu, are these three here to find Tie Niu?

Ji Daoling's expression darkened. He didn't expect these three to be looking for Tie Niu; he just didn't know what their relationship with Tie Niu was—enemies or friends? Tie Niu was currently at the Ji family's ancestral ground, and once he underwent the baptism, he would undoubtedly become a lackey of the Ji family. Ji Daoling naturally wouldn't say that easily. The urgent matter was to clarify the relationship between both parties.

Boom!

At that moment, a warship appeared in the distance. This warship was over a thousand feet long, blocking out the sky upon its arrival, exuding a formidable aura. The warship rumbled and instantly arrived outside the Ji family compound.

"Ji Daoling, you're here, just in time." A group of people swiftly flew out from the warship, each exuding a murderous aura and impressive momentum. Leading them was a tall elder whose gaze swept across, saying, "Ji Daoling, I wish to seek a person from you." His voice rumbled like thunder.

Ji Daoling's eyes tightened as he asked, "Mo WujI, what do you mean? You actually came to my Ji family to demand someone?"

Mo WujI, the leader of the Mo family, a mid-stage peak Martial God expert, was one of the competitors for the next head of the Mo family, and he had clashed with Ji Daoling many times during the long-standing feud between their families. They were quite familiar with each other.

"Hmph, how dare you ask me! There’s a kid named Tie Niu who destroyed one of my son's arms on Daoshan and provoked my Mo family. I am here under the orders of my Mo family's ancestor to kill this kid!" Mo WujI said coldly, "Now I’ve heard that this kid is in your Ji family. Ji Daoling, as a dignified Martial God of the Ji family, you wouldn’t dare to deny it, would you?"

Tie Niu, it’s Tie Niu again!

Ji Daoling's expression became strange. However, he naturally knew about the grievance between Qin Chen and Mo Qianyuan on Daoshan. He thought that the Mo family had been quiet and wouldn't make a move, but he did not expect that they had alarmed the ancestor of the Mo family.

This indicated that the Mo family was determined to kill.

However, it was too coincidental that the Mo family and these three arrived at the same time. Did the three powerful individuals come as external aid from the Mo family, or was it just a coincidence?

Thinking of this, Ji Daoling said with a strange expression, "Mo WujI, you come to ask for Tie Niu, and now these three also come to ask for Tie Niu. Who do you think I should give him to?"

"Oh?" Mo WujI frowned as he looked at the three with a cold gaze, "Gentlemen, did that Tie Niu kid also harm someone from your family?"

Mokara shot him a cold glance: "What does that have to do with you?"

"You..." Mo WujI's heart raced with anger. What kind of attitude was this? As a dignified Martial God of the Mo family, he was being treated like this when he asked a question. He coldly snorted, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who you are has nothing to do with me," Mokara replied nonchalantly. A mid-stage peak Martial God acting all high and mighty in front of him.

"You're so bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"What kind of attitude is that!"

The group of powerful individuals behind the Mo family became furious, each one shouting angrily, their aura fierce and cold as they spoke, "We are from the Mo family; you'd better inquire about our identities before speaking, lest you attract trouble!"

"Mo family, what Mo family? Just get lost!" Mokara's gaze turned cold, and then he impatiently said to Ji Daoling, "Enough with the nonsense, is Tie Niu in your Ji family or not? Bring him out immediately!"

Ji Daoling was almost infuriated. I am also a Martial God expert, what kind of attitude is this? Besides, you came here to ask for someone, and yet you have such an arrogant attitude?

"Gentlemen, this Tie Niu is from our Mo family. Are you trying to make an enemy of my Mo family?" Upon hearing this, Mo WujI immediately addressed Mokara with a cold gaze.