Sun Ze chuckled dismissively, "Kid, you’ve got quite the tough talk. I’d advise you not to meddle in matters that don’t concern you."
Mo Hua replied calmly,
"By Drawing Formation for these Loose Cultivators, am I interfering with the Sun Family’s affairs?"
Sun Ze sneered, looking up and proclaiming loudly,
"This Thousand Lamps Town belongs to my Sun Family. Without my family’s permission, no one is allowed to Draw Formations for these Loose Cultivators!"
His words seemed to be directed both at Mo Hua and at the Spirit Farmers of the surrounding Thousand Families Town.
Sun Ze then glanced coldly at Mo Hua:
"Our Sun Family has treated you kindly, yet you show no appreciation, and instead, you overstep your bounds."
"Drawing a single Formation for these people would be fine. We could turn a blind eye, pretend we do not see."
"But I never expected you to overstep even further, meddling in our affairs."
"A single Formation costs ten Spirit Stones. By Drawing so many Formations for them, our Sun Family has lost hundreds of Spirit Stones. How should this account be settled?"
Mo Hua glanced at the Formation Patterns on the field edges, "To Draw a single Formation, the cost is less than one Spirit Stone. Your Sun Family actually charges ten?"
"What do you know? This is the work of a Formation Master!" Sun Ze said arrogantly.
"Do you know the status of a Formation Master? These people could not afford one in their wildest dreams!"
"Our Sun Family is willing to Draw Formations for these Spirit Farmers, and it is an honor for them. Charging only ten Spirit Stones, they should be grateful! What else could they possibly be dissatisfied with?"
Mo Hua looked calmly at Sun Ze, and there was an underlying sense of superiority:
"Someone like you deems himself worthy of the title Formation Master?"
Sun Ze paused, taken aback, then his expression turned sinister, his eyes filled with menace.
Mo Hua’s words had hit a sore spot.
He could only Draw four Formation Patterns, and strictly speaking, he was not even a Formation Master.
Although he was too lazy to learn and Draw Formations and was poor at it, he would not tolerate others ridiculing him for not being a Formation Master.
Especially when the one mocking him was a mere teenage Cultivator.
Sun Ze’s expression shifted, and after a moment of resolve, he smirked maliciously,
"Kid, you’ve got some nerve. But you’re young, inexperienced, and unaware of how treacherous the Cultivation World can be, how unpredictable the human heart is."
"Today I’m feeling particularly charitable, so I’ll teach you a lesson on being sensible, as well as on how to conduct yourself!"
Sun Ze’s gaze turned icy as he signaled to several Cultivators at his side.
Several tall and burly Cultivators of the Sun Family started to advance toward Mo Hua.
Halfway there, however, they were stopped by a burly man.
The burly man said, "Sun Ze, if you have an issue, take it up with us, don’t hassle the young Gentleman."
After saying this, he covertly signaled to Mo Hua, urging him to leave.
But Mo Hua paid no heed.
Sun Ze disdainfully said, "Ding Da Chuan, don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong."
Ding Da Chuan replied, "Sun Ze, don’t think we’re easy targets."
The other Spirit Farmers also gathered around, intending to block the Sun Family Cultivators.
Sun Ze raised an eyebrow, "Thinking of rebelling?"
"Don’t push us too far, Sun Family!"
"That’s right, picking on us is one thing, but the young Gentleman kindly helped us Draw Formations and you Sun Family even refuse that."
"By acting this way, you’re courting retribution."
...
The Spirit Farmers were abuzz with discussion.
Sun Ze clicked his tongue in annoyance and cursed,
"A bunch of worthless bones that won’t fall in line without a beating!"
The tall, strong Cultivators of the Sun Family went straight to using force.
Since Spirit Farmers only tended to the land and were not skilled in Taoist Skills, and given that most were elderly, they stood no chance against the Sun Family’s Cultivators.
Only Ding Da Chuan could hold them off for a while, but he too was soon beaten to the ground.
Ding Da Chuan felt a bitter helplessness and urgently shouted,
"Young Gentleman, run!"
It was a great favor already that Mo Hua was willing to Draw Formations for them, and naturally, they did not want their own conflict with the Sun Family to drag Mo Hua into trouble.
However, Mo Hua stood still, his expression calm, merely watching Sun Ze thoughtfully.
A few Cultivators from the Sun Family broke through the crowd and approached Mo Hua, closing to within a few yards.