"Heh heh, I wonder what this is about? Why trouble you, the man in charge, to come personally?" I sneered. Mu Zhongping gave an awkward smile and said, "I'm merely representing everyone. I'm not everyone's leader. After everyone discussed it and arranged our coordination for the upcoming Heavenly Tribulation, Fellow Daoist Xia, this demon-slaying operation will probably require the Fierceblood Golden Lotus. I wonder if you would be willing to part with it and lend it to everyone?"
"Oh? Is this everyone's opinion, or the opinion of you and those four liches from before?" I asked with an ambiguous smile, though my gaze gradually turned cold.
Mu Zhongping gave a hollow laugh. "It's the opinion of most people, not merely the result of discussions between a few lich friends and me."
"Oh? What if I say I won't lend it? What will happen?" I smiled and slightly raised my head. This was the most movement I had been able to manage these past few days.
Yet merely raising my head and staring at Mu Zhongping made him unable to stop himself from taking a step back. Seeing the unfriendly look in my eyes, he hurriedly coughed lightly. Several auras not far behind him began to stir, and only then did the old fox say, "Naturally, nothing will happen. But everyone bears an inescapable responsibility to purge evil and uphold justice. We're ghost cultivators, and we also want to restore Linye Kingdom to its former state. The Six Paths Divine Sword threatens the safety of Southern Heaven as well, and none of us wants to see it fall into the hands of a madman controlled by innate ghost aura, right? If Fellow Daoist Xia refuses to lend it, heh heh, everyone will be terribly disappointed."
"Is that so? Disappointed, and nothing