The Buddhist Sect had always been like this. Only when they saw the final result could they truly set their minds at ease; before that, they regarded everything as empty promises painted for them. To put it harshly, they were simply being strung along here. Yet the outcome had turned out exactly the same.
The moment Qin Jiuge and the other two left the Buddhist Faction, Qin Jiuge immediately used the excuse that he needed to keep an eye on the Tian Xuan Faction—especially the specific situation of the thirty promising Supreme Realm cultivators led by Sikong Changfeng—and seized the chance to employ the Thirty-Six Stratagems: retreat was the best option.
If he did not leave now—
He would truly be left weak and limp today.
How could a man let a woman see his weak side?
If you really did that, rest assured—the greatest humiliation in history would be what you received, and it would not change according to your own wishes.
Watching Qin Jiuge's figure recede into the distance, coquettish voices drifted outward from afar. "Who would have thought that the renowned Tian Xuan Supreme would be afraid of us two little girls? Chris, don't you think so?"
"That's enough, Long Shilin. We should stop while we are ahead. Otherwise, if the Tian Xuan Supreme flies into a rage from embarrassment, he will have to beat us two delicate young ladies again."
Hearing the words behind him, Qin Jiuge's face darkened, and his fleeing pace naturally quickened once more. He cursed inwardly without pause. You two are delicate little women who cannot even take care of yourselves? Then every single person in this world is a weak woman.
Only after completely getting away from the two of them did Qin Jiuge go find Sikong Changfeng. Upon seeing this