Nangong Jianqiu snorted. "Sorry, but when we take a job, we don't do a background check on the target's entire lineage. We don't have the time! How was I supposed to know some informant hiding out in a brothel was one of your Blood Wing Demon Sect? And even if I did, a kill is a kill!"
"Hmph, the Blood Wing Demon Sect's territory is in the Celestial Martial Country, not the Purple Chu Country! You have no say here!"
"Besides, you planted a spy among us long ago. You know all my routes and are intimately familiar with our stronghold in the Ghost Fire Swamp. And now you just cook up an excuse, claim we killed one of your people, and show up at our door? Isn't that a bit ridiculous?"
Fire Qilin paused for a moment, then broke into a charming giggle. "I was only joking. Why so serious, dear?"
"Alright, now that we're all here, let's stop beating around the bush. Hand over the three Shadow Demon Flowers."
