The two quickly separated.
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk cursed, "Yang Jian, you're ruining my plans again?!"
The tall man called Yang Jian had extremely cold eyes visible through the eyeholes of his mask.
"Fa Hai, isn't it enough that your Yunwan Commerce Association has monopolized all the major economic arteries of Great Yan? Now you're even going after Princess Jin Wu. How audacious! This belongs to the Court!"
"Hmph!"
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk was furious. He roared, "His Highness is determined to have this cargo! Not even the Celestial King himself can stop him!"
In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting again.
The battle was incredibly fierce.
They were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Seeing this, Luo Qiufu's expression was stirred. She silently committed the name of this man, Yang Jian, to memory.
She also overheard their conversation and thought to herself.
