"What a grand tone. Since you're so confident, kid, then tell me what you have in mind! But..."
"This old man cannot guarantee that I'll agree. Heh heh!"
Bi Rong deliberately split one sentence into two, not forgetting to chuckle sinisterly after he finished.
As the Divine Weapon Pavilion's deputy pavilion master, he handled a great many affairs.
His authority was immense as well.
Over all these years, whenever anyone came to ask something of him, who had not been courteous and respectful? When had he ever encountered a guest like Qin Shaofeng?
The moment he heard Qin Shaofeng's tone, he had already decided to refuse.
But how could it be enough for him alone to suffer such indignation?
Wasn't this kid acting tough?
Fine!
He would let the kid state his request first, then ruthlessly reject him when he thought there was hope. Let's see if the brat dared act so arrogantly again afterward.
That very expression seemed to have surfaced in his smile.
Yet Qin Shaofeng acted as though he had not seen it, smiling just as darkly as he said, "When my master sent me here, he did indeed demand that I get this matter done. Only..."
"Heh heh! Let's talk about the matter first!"
When it came to playing coy, a mere Bi Rong was no match for him.
"My master asked me to relay a message: tell your Divine Weapon Pavilion not to interfere in the war between the Four Symbols Sect and the Seven Stars Sect," Qin Shaofeng said.
"Impossible!"
Bi Rong, who had originally intended to hear the reason, immediately turned grim.
As for striking back at Qin Shaofeng, he had tossed that completely to the back of his mind.
"The Four Symbols Sect has put tremendous effort into this matter, and there