I should've known that anyone who became a master would be no good!
Qu Jianlei's inward grumbling churned like stormy seas: And here I thought you were an upright man!
However, thoughts were one thing; what needed to be faced still had to be faced.
Without revealing anything, he said, "His safety has already been entrusted to Bitter Sea. If your side rescues him, I'll naturally learn everything."
Stalwart Master Shen Miao raised a brow at this. It did not quite match the intelligence—wasn't Ridge Lord Qu supposed to be fiercely protective of his own? What he did not know was that Qu Jianlei's answer was precisely meant to conceal his weakness: the more he showed concern for his friends, the more danger they would be in. Stalwart Master Shen Miao sighed softly. "If your side does not participate... then I will have a hard time persuading the Upper Realm."
"Whatever," Qu Jianlei replied casually. "I do not have many Asura Bubbles either. This price is already quite sincere."
Stalwart Master Shen Miao was ultimately straightforward. "That is your teammate, your comrade-in-arms!"
"If anything happens, I'll avenge him," Qu Jianlei answered lightly. "I have never wronged anyone!"
In truth, his answer was the standard answer in the Cultivation World—look after oneself first, others second!
Yet considering that the enemy he faced might be an Out-of-Body Great Venerable, such an answer could already be considered arrogant!
Stalwart Master Shen Miao looked deeply at him, then turned his gaze toward the Bone Dragon fragments before him.
After pondering for a moment, he raised a hand and put away the fragments. "Very well. I will report this truthfully. Thank you for your gift, Ridge Lord Qu."
Yet once he left, three months passed without any response at all.
Qu Jianlei did not mind.