As soon as Lu Xuan’s words to keep Wo Jiu were spoken, the shadowy figure of Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit, floating mid-air, stiffened.

The carefree smile on his face instantly froze, as if covered by a sudden layer of frost.

Immediately, Wo Sheng’s frozen expression slowly returned to calm, but beneath this calm, there seemed to be hidden turbulent waves.

"Mr. Lu, you know this is impossible."

"As a member of the Wo family, Wo Jiu can only be dealt with by our family."

Wo Sheng’s expression turned cold, his eyes devoid of warmth, staring straight at Lu Xuan, his words carrying no hint of emotion, like a fathomless icy abyss.

If Wo Jiu, who served as the Supreme Elder of the Wo family, were handed over to Lu Xuan, how would the Wo family maintain its face within the Great Xia Dynasty in the future?

Moreover, this involves handing over Wo Jiu right under the eyes of me, the ancestor of the Wo family.

This is impossible!

The Eight Great Families cannot be disgraced!

The members of the Eight Great Families can only be handled by the families themselves, and no outsiders should interfere.

Of course, with the exception of that supreme emperor of Great Xia residing in the palace!

Seeing that Lu Xuan was silent and showed no sign of yielding, a sharp glint of murderous intent flashed in Wo Sheng’s eyes.

However, this killing intent vanished in an instant. Wo Sheng quickly suppressed the frustration and ruthlessness in his heart and spoke again, with a tone carrying a hint of helpless compromise.

"Mr. Lu, Wo Jiu’s attack on Mu Yun is due to our family’s lack of strict discipline, and we should bear the consequences."

Wo Sheng’s gaze locked tightly on Lu Xuan, "But the mistakes of our Wo family members are governed by our family rules."

"Once Wo Jiu returns to our family, I will certainly use the family laws to deal with him, without leniency, and provide you with a satisfying explanation, Mr. Lu!"

The young Lu Xuan before him, despite appearing youthful, acted so assertively, with piercing words.

He did not spare any face for me, the Wo family ancestor.

Wo Sheng was quietly angry in his heart, though he maintained a few measures of composure on his face.

Arrogant young brat!

Wo Sheng coldly snorted inwardly, feeling that this Lu Xuan was too unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth and completely disregarded the Eight Great Families.

Do not think that reaching the peak of the Divine Mansion Realm allows you to act with impunity and without consideration.

Little do you know that unless one reaches the Void Realm Sovereign, the Eight Great Families will always remain the invincible myth within the Great Xia Dynasty.

Seeing Wo Sheng’s reluctance to accept, the impatience on Lu Xuan’s face flickered, yet it was so strong it could not be concealed.

The next moment, Lu Xuan could no longer be bothered to keep up appearances and directly shouted at Wo Sheng harshly.

"Noisy!"

Lu Xuan’s two words seemed wrapped in frost, cold and piercing.

"Non-relevant people, step back immediately!"

"If you remain here, don’t blame this Director for being unkind and taking you down altogether!"

Lu Xuan’s words were filled with strong emotion, as if he were ready to act in the next second.

"Fine!" Wo Sheng’s eyes widened in anger, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Very well indeed!"

Wo Sheng was furious!

He was truly angry!

This youngster was too much of a bully!

Wo Sheng’s heart was filled with immense suppressed anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Lu Xuan, today I will see for myself."

"Just how capable you are, to try and take Wo Jiu from me!"

As soon as his voice fell, Wo Sheng laughed in extremity to the sky, his laughter shaking the space, producing a thunderous rumble as if it could shatter this realm.

In an instant, a terrifying vortex of airflow storm centered on Wo Sheng’s Primordial Spirit shadow, violently spreading out.

The surrounding air was distorted and deformed, swirling sand and rocks mixed with Wo Sheng’s boundless power of divine thought and Primordial Spirit!

At this moment, nobody was happier than Wo Jiu.

Wo Jiu’s former feeling of stifled frustration vanished instantly, replaced by an irrepressible excitement, mirrored in his expression, revealing a sense of unfettered joy.

"Lu Xuan, this arrogant, oblivious fool!"

"Utterly arrogant to the extreme, with no regard for anyone, not even showing a hint of reverence for the Wo family of the Eight Great Families."

In his heart, Wo Jiu continuously cursed.

Thinking of this, a trace of viciousness flashed in Wo Jiu’s eyes, "Hmph, now there’s a good show to watch, let Ancestor Wo Sheng teach this audacious brat a good lesson."

"Let’s see if you dare to be so presumptuous, to know what it means that there are always people better than you!"

Suddenly, a sudden transformation occurred!

The jet-black staff in Wo Jiu’s hand, without warning, shot towards Wo Sheng midair.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, tracing a blurred afterimage in the sky.

In an instant, the black staff held by Wo Jiu had already floated before Wo Sheng.

The next moment, the inscrutable patterns etched on the deep black staff seemed awakened by a mysterious force, suddenly bursting forth with dazzling black light.

This black light, like a turbulent wave, rapidly spread in all directions, in the blink of an eye, transforming into a vast, dark curtain blocking the sky and sun.

The dark curtain engulfed all surrounding light, constantly emanating an extremely terrifying aura.

Seeing the ancestor had already acted, Wo Jiu was secretly pleased, knowing his opportunity to escape had arrived.

Just before the black curtain descended, Wo Jiu’s aura abruptly changed, his entire being tautened like a bowstring drawn to its limit, ready to be unleashed.

Subsequently, his figure flickered, swift as a phantom, transforming into a black afterimage, darting rapidly into the distance.