"Fine, what a wonderful way to leave me no choice at all!"
Xu Yuxiu gave a cold laugh. "Since that is the case, Senior Brother Xiang, please take your leave. This Golden Glory Sword Pellet is my spoils of war, and it was witnessed by the sect elders. Even if the ancestor of the Xiang family were to come, he could not simply seize it by force!"
At these words, Xiang Wudao's expression turned chillingly cold.
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