Gonggong heard Chi Songzi's resentful words, and his face turned extremely grim, he said coldly, "When I was waging war for the tribe, you were still cultivating."
"Are you confident that this weapon can hold its ground when needed?"
"Easier said than done, can you manage to push the front line back across the river?"
Gonggong himself was feeling exceptionally irritable, naturally speaking in a harsh tone. He was never a person with a good temper.
"I'll naturally find a way," Chi Songzi snorted coldly, the quarrel between the two wasn't concealed.
The people around didn't dare to breathe loudly, listening to the argument between the two.
Gong Xun cautiously asked, "Are we supposed to go back to rest now?"
"What rest? Everyone shall set camp! One day without rest or cultivation won't matter. Wait until the night falls tomorrow before resting and cultivating!"
Chi Songzi said angrily.
