Qu Jianlei had never been in the habit of selling out his own people, even if Wu Laoliu was merely a servant.
If one wanted to preserve one's dignity, one ultimately had to rely on strength. Peace was fought for, not begged for!
If he could not even protect his own people, he might as well disband the team outright!
The Zeng Family Golden Core cultivator was somewhat dumbfounded. "Celestial Immortal, are you saying you intend to withstand the pressure of both sects head-on?"
"You are not qualified to represent two sects!" Qu Jianlei replied mercilessly. "Don't think so highly of yourself!"
The words were extremely harsh, but a True Immortal facing a True Person truly had no need to consider so much.
The Zeng Family Golden Core cultivator's expression shifted slightly, but he still answered respectfully, "You are right!"
However, someone deeply versed in the art of persuasion would not be discouraged so easily.
"Celestial Immortal, please see clearly. We originally had no such intention. If one wishes to gain a foothold, one must still speak through strength..."
"Stop right there!" Qu Jianlei cut him off again. "I've already played out this kind of alarmist nonsense."
"Just say it. You must want something if you came knocking so rashly. What does the Zeng Family want?"
All things in the world had their own inherent laws. He only needed to strike at the heart of the matter.
Being so easily intimidated by someone else's rhetoric was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
The Zeng Family Golden Core cultivator's expression turned solemn. "Celestial Immortal, my Zeng Family came in friendship. Those earlier little tests..."
"If you can't speak properly, then hurry up and get lost," Qu Jianlei said, unwilling to indulge him.
"Speak. How does your Zeng Family intend to earn