Sitting on the sofa chair taken out from the dimensional ring, legs crossed and holding a cigar, Pei Yan watched Bailang, approaching slowly with a gloomy face in the hazy rain, with cold eyes but said nothing.

"Mr. Shitang, the situation has developed to this point, which neither of us wished to see. We've restrained our actions for the smooth advancement of our cooperation. I have already ordered my subordinates to make concessions during the spar. The goodwill we've released for the greater picture of cooperation should not become a target for ridicule or mistakenly regarded as a symbol of weakness!" Bailang's words were forceful, echoing in the courtyard and resonating among the Demon Race present, prompting all the Demon Race soldiers to shout in unison to bolster their morale.

"To hell with your greater picture of cooperation!" Pei Yan lightly raised his arm, exhaled smoke, and moved lazily in the sofa chair, cursing.

Being pointed at and cursed for the first time, Bailang flushed with anger, alternating between red and white, glared with wide eyes, and growled, "Mr. Shitang, no matter what, you are also a representative of the Keystone Plane. Do such vulgar words really match your status? Or is the etiquette and upbringing of the Keystone Plane so unseemly!"

"Ha! Hahaha!" Upon hearing this, Pei Yan laughed out loud as if he heard some amusing joke and turned to look at Ye Ruozai behind him, laughing, "Look, look, they're saying we lack manners!"

Faced with Pei Yan's exaggerated performance, Ye Ruozai and Xia Yu looked up at Bailang with faces full of disdain. After finishing his words, Pei Yan turned back, stood up, took the cigar in his mouth, and mumbled, "Why not call me by my name directly, calling me Mr. Shitang now? What made the honorable Bailang change his tone? Is it my endlessly emerging mechanical doubles? Or is it the abnormalities manifesting in the world? Or is it your subordinates who have been encircled and isolated?"

"Mr. Shitang, I reiterate once again that our restraint now is for the future prospects of our cooperation. Our Demon Race will never be cowed by just a few words, afraid to fight!" Bailang took a step forward, confronting fiercely.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at this, a group of people hiding in sanctuaries, eking out a living, can speak such grand words. If you didn't know better, you'd think you were the ones who defeated the Disaster Legion to extinction!"

"Mr. Shitang, gaining verbal victories is not conducive to the current situation's improvement. Or are you truly disregarding the cooperation between the two planes, determined to provoke a great battle?"

"Put away your act!" Pei Yan pointed with the hand holding the cigar towards Bailang and Leohard behind him, saying, "You! And that fool behind you! Both of you know what happened during the spar! You should also understand that even if he used that same perish-together tactic, my people would still remain unharmed; at that time, only you would be embarrassed!"

Upon hearing these words, Bailang and Leohard were momentarily speechless. As Demons, their pride prevented them from lying or refuting, and they could only endure silently with a difficult expression.

"Let's talk about etiquette again!" Pei Yan, puffing clouds of smoke, took two steps forward, looked around, and said, "I didn't personally host this duel; don't you know why? It's precisely due to my trust in both sides involved in the cooperation. I trust my subordinates, and I also trust you, but what did you do? You intervened arbitrarily in others' duel! When your people were at a disadvantage, you intervened and stopped the fight. Are your people's lives important? Are my people's lives not? Or are duels between two individuals no longer sacred here, reduced to unregulated street brawls! Are you fit to speak to me of etiquette!"

"Ahem, Mr. Shitang! Please mind your words. From the beginning, we said it was just a sparring match, a way to mutually understand each other's strength. It was your side that was too sensitive. When your subordinate was in imminent danger, I also wanted to intervene to stop the duel, but it was another one of your subordinates who stopped me; you can't place all the blame on me, right? Also, it was your side that won but mocked and provoked afterward, which led to the current situation!"

Listening to Bailang's impassioned speech, Pei Yan turned his head towards Zhao Yuanhu, who was holding an umbrella for him, and softly said, "Zhao, do you know what kind of people I dislike the most?"

Zhao Yuanhu smiled and shook his head, indicating he didn't know. Pei Yan pursed his lips and said, "Double-standard dogs!"

Although Bailang didn't know what 'double-standard dogs' meant, from Pei Yan's expression, he could guess it wasn't a good thing. Sure enough, he waved his hand, and a mechanical duplicate descended from the sky to the center of the field. Its shoulder projected two projectors displaying an image.

Watching the images on the light screen, the Demons present awkwardly turned their heads away. The light screen showed when Ye Ruozai was at a disadvantage in the courtyard, and the surrounding Demons cheered and ridiculed loudly.

"May I ask, Mr. Bailang, what do you call this?" Pei Yan spread his hands, stretched his neck to look at the momentarily speechless Bailang, and continued with a smile, "When faced with your mockery, my people did not rise to violence! Your people ridiculed, and we exercised restraint. When we echoed a few icy words from your mouths, we got attacked and accused of ruining cooperation. Is there such logic in this world, Bailang? Don't forget your people moved first; why do you keep provoking us again and again? Don't think I don't know!"

With that, Pei Yan turned around on the spot, surveying the surroundings, "I know! Everyone here who understands knows! Today's sparring was just a test! Testing what? Ah, we only came with four people, you thought it dismissive and that we were lacking strength, and you wanted to gain the upper hand in the upcoming battles, right! Just say it clearly, putting on a public-serving, wronged act, who are you trying to show, Bailang? I'll say it again, don't take me for a fool! The last person who took me for a fool has already turned to dust! You should know him!"

After saying this, thunder roared in the sky, and amidst the lightning and thunder, the dragon head of a giant dragon emerged silently from the dark clouds, its mouth open wide with brilliant light flashing within. Soon, a blinding flash tore through the dim sky, followed by a deafening explosion from the outskirts of town.

"Having said all this, is Mr. Shitang determined to tear off the pretense and battle it out?" At this point, facing Pei Yan's aggressive attitude, Bailang could only adopt an equally tough stance to retort.

"Ah, the initiative for peace has always been in your hands, but alas, you never cherish it!" Pei Yan shook his head with a helpless expression, sat back down on the chair, gently tapping the armrest with his fingers, and sighed, "Bailang, from the moment your Demon Race Envoy arrived at the Keystone Plane, this is no longer simply cooperation between us but an alliance between multiple planes. Without you, we can choose the next, even higher-tier partners; your existence is really not particularly significant to me!"