"Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi, how have we been shameless? Do not spread baseless rumors, Fellow Daoist. What will all beings of the Prehistoric Era think of us?"
The moment Zhunti refuted Zhen Yuanzi, the mighty cultivators present all wore looks of disdain. Zhunti truly was shameless—he could actually say something like that.
Anyone who had attended the first sermon knew exactly what kind of people those two were. They had long since branded them shameless in their hearts.
"Zhunti, never mind that you stole Hong Yun's seat—how can you not even say thank you when we meet now? You even came to our territory and casually collected spiritual treasures. You truly have no shame."
Over the years, Zhunti and his companion had indeed gathered quite a few good things in the east. They had even lured away some living beings. Whenever they encountered someone with talent, they would sometimes knock them unconscious and carry them off.
Zhen Yuanzi and Hong Yun had run into them several times and stopped them several times as well. Thus, when they met this time, Zhen Yuanzi showed them no courtesy at all.
"Fellow Daoist, the Western Lands are suffering. It is not as though you do not know that. We had no choice but to do this for the sake of the Western Lands' development. It would be one thing if you did not sympathize with us, but why must you speak of us like this?"
Seeing everyone's gazes, Zhunti hurriedly began lamenting their poverty, causing everyone to turn away. They truly could not bear to look at them.
"Miss, what is going on with these two? Why does no one want anything to do with them?"
Seeing Zhunti pleading with such a pitiful expression, Bai Yu immediately grew interested.
Afraid that Bai Yu