Chen Xuan's expression turned solemn. Something had happened.
"What is this man trying to do?"
It was not only Chen Xuan. At that moment, many people looked stunned as they turned toward the black-robed young man with phoenix eyes who was holding up the letter.
Some Qi Refiners who were about to leave also stopped in their tracks.
"You later-generation person, you're being insatiable. Don't you understand the rules?"
Liu Jiao stared at the young man with phoenix eyes, his expression turning cold. He did not reach out to take the letter, instead questioning him sharply:
"Who are your elders? He wants to extort something from me—does he have enough weight to do so?"
He did not need to take the letter to guess what it contained. Over the long years, he had experienced this sort of thing far too many times... Some would compromise, but most did not need to.
The Ancient People behind Liu Jiao tightened their grips on their weapons, their hostility ready to erupt as they glared ominously at the young man with phoenix eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, what you're doing is like reaching for the grapes of Longyou after already taking the land of Longxi. Isn't that going too far?" a righteous cultivator called out, his tone displeased.
They had just received gifts from Liu Jiao and had not even made it out the door when someone came to cause trouble. That was an awfully ugly way to eat.
Having received a gift, he still refused to stop and wanted even more?
Could it be that he wanted to ask for a near-Immortal item, or even an Ancient Sage Relic?
"You're ungrateful and shameless!" a Red Qi cultivator cursed at once, his temper flaring.
"Exactly, exactly."
Chen Xuan joined in from among the crowd, feeling that