For a moment, the entire scene fell silent.
Gou Wuyue wore the smile of a victor.
The White Robes stared until their nostrils flared, each one dumbstruck as a wooden chicken.
Among the watching crowd.
"Is it over?"
Zhao Xidong watched the farce-like conclusion as well. He raised a hand and scratched his head for a long while, then looked at Big Brother Xiao Qixiu in bewilderment.
"What did you see?" Xiao Qixiu turned his head as well.
They had brought Zhao Xidong along precisely to temper him. All three of them had thought the same.
But clearly.
One look at that fool-like expression told him Zhao Xidong had not understood a damn thing.
"Idiot!"
Cursing irritably, Xiao Qixiu rarely bothered to speak at length as he retraced the events from earlier for the fool.
"Bringing up old matters is meant to pull on old ties, test their attitude, and raise your own stance at the same time."
"Drawing swords against each other was to test whether they could kill, and whether Gou Wuyue would kill."
"Once the result of that test came out, the negotiation officially began."
"Mm-hm?" Zhao Xidong nodded.
"If you just came over and demanded someone, who would pay attention to you?"
Xiao Qixiu sighed. Understanding Zhao Xidong's confusion, he continued, "You need to study scenes like this more. Once you take over the Spirit Law Pavilion, everything will require you to show your face."
"So? And then?" Zhao Xidong was still utterly lost.
"You!"
Xiao Qixiu's head ached. "You still can't see it?"
"Mm-hm?"
"Idiot!"
Xiao Qixiu turned and followed Qiao Qianzhi, who was dragging Ye Xiaotian away, leaving directly. Zhao Xidong hurried after him.
"Once negotiations begin, that means formally asking for the person."
"Ye Xiaotian isn't stupid. Who doesn't know that enraging Gou