After being looked down on, Huiye Qianfeng's expression was naturally unpleasant. But when faced with the capricious Witch, all he could do was stare blankly—though he could redirect the hatred.
"Old geezer, what do you say?" Huiye Qianfeng turned directly to Old Tiangu.
The old man merely said faintly, "When you wanted to publish my adventure journal, you called me Master this and Master that... Now that I'm useless, I've become an old geezer."
There was nothing wrong with those words, but Huiye Qianfeng got goosebumps all over as he listened... Where did this old man get so much drama?
"I have no time for your nonsense." Huiye Qianfeng said grimly, "I only want something truly valuable! The Red King's legacy! I want the Red King's legacy. Can you give it to me or not?"
Old Tiangu said calmly, "Young people shouldn't be so impulsive. Haste makes waste."
"I'm impulsive now." Huiye Qianfeng sneered. Like a ghost, he appeared before Old Tiangu in an instant, grabbed him by the collar with one hand, and lifted him up. "I don't care whether you're a school head or the Adventure King of the Alliance. No matter how famous you are, it can't change the fact that your cultivation is weak! I'll tell you this plainly: the entire Alliance is hunting me now. I don't care about taking one or two more lives, and I certainly won't care whether this person is a holy son or a commoner!"
"Good woman, has this fellow decided to go all in?" Even with his collar choking him, Old Tiangu did not seem uncomfortable. "You seem to be having a hard time too, huh?"
Witch immediately put on a pitiful expression. "B-But what can I do? Perhaps this is fate. We women are simply destined to suffer.