Mu Zhifan stared at Ye Futian coldly.
"That's enough now," below them, Master Yun had spoken out calmly.
Mu Zhifan glanced down at Master Yun and challenged, "Is the Starry School that intent on taking away our treasure?"
"Is this what a promise from the chief of the Zhaixing House amounts to?" Master Yun sent a frosty glance in the direction of the chief.
"This has nothing to do with my grandfather. He may have made a promise, but I have never promised you anything," Mu Zhifan retorted coldly. He then moved towards Ye Futian again.
"You're being unreasonable," Master Yun replied, his expression dark. He began to move upwards into the sky as well. However, strong winds began to howl in the sky, and it seemed as though a surge of endless energy was pressing down from the heavens.