C575 The Marriage of Three Families

A serene voice resonated through the heavens. Mosai stood still, rooted to the spot, exuding an air of quiet confidence.

The Old Man of Thunder Strike and the Qilin Elder furrowed their brows in unison, recognizing that Mosai posed no real threat.

Lei Mie let out a sneer, his voice icy, "Trying to intimidate us? What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means exactly what it sounds like