Deceptive Cultivation Method

He Jiaqing swiftly plucked the copper coins from his body with Mystical Empty Hand.

The coins had struck with precise aim and savage force; it had to be Master Kong Fang's doing.

He Jiaqing clasped his fists and said, "Senior, how exactly have I offended you?"

"Offended me? You're still asking that at a time like this? It seems you have no remorse at all."

He Jiaqing could hear Master Kong Fang's voice, but he could not see his figure.

Thinking carefully, He Jiaqing truly could not recall offending Master Kong Fang anywhere. He had once considered joining forces to deal with Boss Lu, but later realized his own strength was insufficient and withdrew. Did that count as offending him?

"If business cannot be done, then we part on good terms. I have never done anything to wrong you, Senior."

"You haven't wronged me? I founded the Hundred Flowers Gate, yet you nearly wiped out my sect. How should that debt be settled?"

He Jiaqing's heart skipped a beat. The Hundred Flowers Gate had been founded by Master Kong Fang?

Li Banfeng, hiding in the darkness, touched the Judge's Brush. "Is that true?"

His voice was extremely quiet, and no one else could hear him.

The Judge's Brush trembled in reply. "Shameless!"

He Jiaqing trembled as well. He knew perfectly well how he had treated the Hundred Flowers Gate back then. If the Hundred Flowers Gate truly had been founded by Master Kong Fang, then the grudges between them ran deep indeed.

Weighing the strength of both sides, He Jiaqing could not defeat Kong Fang even under normal circumstances. Now that he was injured, he was certainly no match for him.

Since there was no chance of victory, there was no point in trying to be hard-headed. He Jiaqing softened