Venerable Yao: Whoever Touches Him Is Doomed

Hun Dan swaggered in with a turtle-like gait.

"Yo, isn't this Heavenly Venerate Mu Bone? You're not dead yet?"

Old Mu Bone: "."

It had to be said, Hun Dan had truly mastered the art of disgusting people.

Mainly because Hun Miesheng had his back, Hun Dan was now utterly fearless.

Yang Shan genuinely could not figure it out.

Hun Dan had already given up his position as Young Master, yet Hun Xian still insisted on picking a fight with him.

Was something wrong with Hun Xian's thought process?

Hun Xian crossed his legs and used the lid of his cup to stir the tea leaves floating on the surface. "Second Brother, now that you've seen this Young Master, why aren't you hurrying up and paying your respects?"

"Sure thing!"

Grinning, Hun Dan walked up to Hun Xian and bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

"Your second brother, Hun Dan, greets the Young Master!"

Hun Xian smiled even more happily.

Wonderful!

It felt absolutely wonderful!

Hun Xian thought to himself, Hun Dan, Hun Dan, I thought you had such a stiff spine. You bent so quickly that this Young Master can hardly find an excuse to make trouble for you!

But before he could gloat for three seconds, Hun Dan straightened up and held out his hand. "Young Master! My dear elder brother! Your arrival is truly timely! Your little brother's Soul Sweeping Tower has been doing poorly lately, and I'm strapped for cash. How about giving me thirty or fifty eighth-tier Essence Spirit Crystals to spend?"

Hun Xian: "."

Seeing Hun Xian freeze in place, Hun Dan asked in confusion, "What's wrong, my good brother? Have you lost the ability to speak? Don't tell me you were poisoned mute by some medicine that old Mu Bone brewed carelessly? I told