"Five Tongyou Pills."
The sword in Su Beichen's hand pressed against the door, stopping Lin Shuguang from closing it.
Meeting Lin Shuguang's gaze, he continued expressionlessly, "Don't push your luck."
"Idiot."
Lin Shuguang's reply made everyone present pale.
Su Beichen held an exalted status. If they truly angered him, who could guarantee that the Central Continent Elder would not hold a grudge against the Baojian Sect?
"Lin Shuguang!"
Someone had barely shouted his rebuke when Lin Shuguang swept a glance at him. "You wear the Baojian Sect's clothes, yet play the dutiful son to outsiders. If your Peak Master found out, would he break your legs outright?"
The man was struck speechless.
Lin Shuguang had no interest in looking at him either. Instead, he turned toward Su Beichen. "Are you very rich?"
Su Beichen's ugly expression turned proud again at those words. He did not even need to answer; a Baojian Sect disciple beside him snorted. "The sword in Young Master Su's hand alone is a Spiritual Artifact you could never afford in your lifetime, and you actually ask whether he has money? Tongyou Pills are nothing more than candy to Young Master Su. You're just a frog in a well."
Ignoring him, Lin Shuguang looked at Su Beichen. "Give me ten Tongyou Pills, and I'll fight you."
Su Beichen: "..."
Everyone else: "..."
Su Beichen's brow could not help twitching.
Shameless!
He could not help thinking of that word to describe the fellow before him.
His gaze immediately darkened.
"Letting you be my sparring partner is giving you a chance to rise in the world. Don't fail to appreciate it. With my status..."
"So you can't afford it."
Lin Shuguang's indifferent voice cut off the rest of Su Beichen's words with particular force.
Immediately afterward, the door slammed mercilessly