Conditions! The Dark Turmoil?!

What a joke.

You clearly wanted to laugh at me, didn't you?

Damn it!

Still, the Lord of Guixu had been through far too much. His skin was already as thick as a city wall, so naturally, his expression did not change.

"So it is the Moon Embracing Sect. I have heard so much about you~!"

Actually...

Heard my ass.

But wasn't that how people talked?

He would have loved to show them no courtesy and open with, "Get the hell out of here. Don't fucking block this Venerable's sight."

But his strength might not allow it!

Though he did not think this master and disciple pair before him posed much of a threat, they were clearly prodigies from the Three Thousand Continents. Such prodigies...

If they could be friends, it was best not to make them enemies.

After all, such prodigies seemed blessed by fate itself. They were truly difficult to kill.

And if they could not be killed, there was a high chance they would find an opportunity to kill you later.

Besides, who knew whether they had some special background?

When he knew nothing, why fight to the death?

Better to receive them with kind words first, give them some face, and see what they truly wanted. Once it was over, he could decide whether they would be enemies or friends.

When dealing with such prodigies, if conflict could be avoided, then avoid it.

That was the lesson he had accumulated over the years, a lesson written in blood.

"Not at all, not at all. It is you whose name has thundered in my ears."

Lin Fan was an old hand as well.

How could he fail to know what the Lord of Guixu was thinking, or that he was spouting nonsense?

But this was merely