Xiao Chen's temporary residence.
A grand hall.
Xiao Chen and the others had gathered together.
"You're saying Wang Wu'er refused to help?" Xiao Chen frowned.
"According to the news the brothers sent back, after learning why our people had come, he wore a sour face from beginning to end. After only a few words, he said there was nothing he could do, then forcefully drove our people out of Divine Artisan Mountain. He even told them not to come looking for him again. Whether the dragon was slain or not had nothing to do with them!" Xu Potian said.
"How did our people negotiate with him?"
"I don't know the exact process, but I can guarantee that our people had been very courteous. They promised that as long as he was willing to repair the Dragon Slayer Sword, anything he wanted within our capabilities would be his! Yet he had no intention of negotiating at all. He directly saw them out and said he had long since retired into Dragon Slayer Hall, that there was no longer any greater righteousness in his heart, and that the fate of the human world had nothing to do with him! When our people said a few more words, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, as though he meant to kill. Our people had no choice but to withdraw!" Xu Potian said.
"Dragon Slayer Hall?" Xiao Chen was stunned.
He had not expected the heir of the Dragon Slayer Sword's divine artisan to be connected to Dragon Slayer Hall!
That was a notorious assassin organization, cruel and bloodthirsty.
He had even had a minor conflict with a chubby fellow from Dragon Slayer Hall named Lü Defeng!
"What cultivation did Wang Wu'er have?"
"Terrifying beyond measure, soaring above the heavens. The moment our people