"You know shit! With the way you are, I'm afraid you'd give them your father's Magic Core...!" Elder Yue cursed angrily in his heart. After all, Xiao Heng was present, so he had to save face. Besides, this was no longer that brat—it was the Clan Leader.
"Mm! As long as you know. Then I'll leave the rest to the Clan Leader. As for the location of that Magic Core, there's no need for this old man to explain it, is there?" Elder Yue looked at Yao Ming and spoke softly. It was not that he did not want to go take a look; he was simply afraid that if this continued, Yao Ming would anger him to death. This snake bastard always sided with outsiders.
"I know. It's in the Snake Tomb. I'll take Brother Xiao Heng there shortly, so there's no need to trouble Elder Yue. Elder Yue, you should get some rest early." Yao Ming nodded, practically saying, Hurry up and leave. You're not needed here anymore.
At the side, Xiao Heng forced himself not to laugh. Why had he never noticed before that Brother Yao Ming could be so considerate? Looking at Elder Yue's expression, he was practically about to point at Yao Ming's nose and call him a spendthrift.
"Mm!" Elder Yue indeed felt that way, but he could only think it. He answered, bade Xiao Heng farewell, and left.
Once this Supreme Elder had departed, Yao Ming finally dropped his airs. He looked at Xiao Heng and smiled. "Brother Xiao Heng, it's settled!"
"Many thanks, Brother Yao Ming. But how did you persuade Elder Yue? It must have taken quite a bit of effort, right?" Xiao Heng said with a light laugh. Just now, he had truly come close to losing control.
"Ah, it