"Come, come, take this healing medicine. This is the Red-Gold Elixir specially concocted by yours truly. It's quite effective for a Grandmaster at the Lesser Celestial Phenomenon stage." Xu Xiaoshou took out the honey and handed it to Rong Dahao.
Rong Dahao wore a complicated expression.
"Don't worry, I'm not after your points. It hasn't been easy for you to farm points up to now, but with your troops added to those under my command, we'll have over nine hundred people. Would farming points still be difficult? It'd be there for the taking!" Xu Xiaoshou patted Rong Dahao on the shoulder.
Rong Dahao's expression twisted into a bitter gourd.
"I'm a Sword Dao Throne, a fourth-grade Alchemy Throne, with an unparalleled Holy Body. My combat power is enough to sweep across the entire Yunlun Mountain Range. You could follow a Jiang Clan demi-saint descendant, but you can't follow me, Rong Dahao?" Xu Xiaoshou feigned anger.
Rong Dahao clutched the wound on his chest and remained silent for a long while.
He truly did not know why the young man before him valued him so highly.
He was merely a Void Higher descendant! Couldn't you find someone else? The Yunlun Mountain Range had plenty of them, but I, Rong Dahao, really don't dare follow you!
"Still not speaking?" Xu Xiaoshou's brows drew together.
"My apologies, Young Master Xu. I'm deeply grateful that you spared my life, but forgive me... I truly cannot serve under you." Rong Dahao was moved by the recognition, but even more than that, he did not dare move.
"Why?" Xu Xiaoshou asked back.
"No particular reason..." Rong Dahao gently shook his head and casually made up an excuse. "My master is not on good terms with the Xu Family, the Northern Region's demi-saint family. On matters of