"Fellow Daoist, let us talk this out."
Master Gu flew up from the collapsed mountain below, cloaked in a fiery crimson shield, his expression awkward.
His face was swollen, a vivid red palm print stamped across it. Where was the high-spirited, victory-assured bearing he had displayed moments ago?
"Gu failed to recognize Mount Tai before his eyes and did not know Fellow Daoist's identity. For any offense I have caused, I ask Fellow Daoist's magnanimity."
"Offense?" Chen Ping'an smiled softly, his expression indifferent. "So you know you offended me?"
Feeling that blazing Qi Blood like a great sun, the crushing pressure upon pressure that displayed the might of a great cultivator, Master Gu felt bitterness fill his heart. Had he known this would happen, why had he come at all?
If he had not used a treasured high-grade talisman at that critical moment just now, the consequences of that palm strike would have been impossible to predict.
With the high-grade talisman and its crimson flame shield, his external wounds were not serious. As an alchemist, he had no shortage of exquisite pills to heal and mend himself.
But being bruised and swollen like this under the eyes of the crowd, with his dignity utterly ruined, was perhaps even more unbearable than being beaten to death.
While buried beneath the collapsed mountain, he had considered yielding and playing dead to let the matter pass. Clearly, however, the other party had not given him that chance.
Thinking of this, Master Gu's heart grew even more bitter. He felt only regret for what he had done.
"I ask Fellow Daoist to show mercy. Fellow Daoist is a great Celestial cultivator; Gu is willing to offer a Shangqing Pill to aid Fellow Daoist's cultivation."
Master Gu lowered his stance to the utmost. Even the