"Just crash straight through, our Haoran Sword Sect's flying boat doesn't need to make way for any forces." An expressionless middle-aged woman next to the elderly man in green said.
"Naturally." The young man licked his lips. He was the one controlling this flying boat, directing it straight towards the flying boat ahead, not slowing down in the slightest, but instead increasing in speed.
The elderly man in green looked as usual, not feeling anything outrageous about this action. In his view, the Haoran Sword Sect's flying boat naturally did not need to yield to other forces; it was they who should make way for them.
The people aboard the Haoran Sword Sect's flying boat were all smiling, quite excited to see what kind of panicked reaction would appear on the faces of those on the other flying boat?
Meanwhile, the two flying boats were less than fifty zhang apart and moments away from a collision.
