Elder Youjian arrived at Zhanmeng One, disgruntlement hard to hide in his eyes. "True Venerable Qu forced me to take a stance. What fine methods!"
"If you are unwilling, please go back," Qu Jianlei said without a change in expression. "I never force anyone."
Like hell I believe you! Elder Youjian gave a wry laugh. "I don't dare go back, but acting this aggressively... aren't you afraid of karma?"
"Elder, please go back," Qu Jianlei said blandly with a wave of his hand. "I already understand your attitude. I said I wouldn't make a move today."
"Did I say I wouldn't support you?" Elder Youjian grew anxious at once. "I'm a little unhappy with how forceful you are. I can't even grumble?"
Forcing someone to state their position on the spot was an excessive thing to do even in the secular world—voting still valued anonymity, after all.
In the Cultivation World, it was even more so. A True Venerable's promise on the spot carried karma!
"No!" Yet Qu Jianlei's answer was extraordinarily crisp. "I never coerce others!"
You're fucking shameless! Elder Youjian was truly speechless.
He pondered for a moment, then answered, "Dissatisfied or not, of course I won't side with outsiders... I definitely support the True Venerable of our realm!"
"Truly not coerced?" Qu Jianlei looked at him with great interest. "Do I count as a True Venerable of this realm?"
"Not coerced in the slightest," Youjian answered blandly.
As he said this, he sighed inwardly again: it was not that he feared death. The key was that he still had many disciples under him who needed to survive.
At his age, once he could convince himself, his expression would naturally look calm. "Fellow Daoist received Lingyun's support, so of course you are a True Venerable of this realm!"