Watching the Golden Armored Man fly over, Qin Jun raised an eyebrow and signaled for Patriarch Bodhi to stop.
The other party had addressed them as seniors, so he clearly had not come looking for trouble. Besides, after witnessing Qiang Liang's display just now, he would not be foolish enough to seek death.
"What is it?"
Qin Jun asked through voice transmission as he began sizing the man up. He wore dazzling golden armor and radiated an imposing aura. His body was broad and sturdy, with sword-like brows and bright eyes, giving off an initial impression of righteous dignity.
The Golden Armored Man cupped his hands and said, "I can see that you seniors are immensely powerful. You even wiped out all the Bronze Tyrants and upheld justice. You are certainly not evil men, so I wish to ask the three seniors for help. Once it is done, I will surely reward you generously."
Even though he could tell that Qin Jun was only in the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm, he did not disregard him.
This was the difference in heritage. As a third-generation disciple of the Dao Cang Court, the Golden Armored Man had seen far too many descendants of powerful families. Even if their cultivation was not high, the influence they commanded was terrifying.
Within the Three Thousand Worlds, personal cultivation might be the most important thing, but one's faction could not be underestimated either.
How many powerful cultivators had offended some heavenly pride, only to be surrounded and slain by experts dispatched by that heavenly pride?
Such incidents were commonplace throughout the Three Thousand Worlds.
Of course, if he had not witnessed Qiang Liang make his move earlier, perhaps the Golden Armored Man would have ignored Qin Jun as well.
Strength represented everything!
"Help?"
Qin Jun