Gong Yannan felt his face heat up at Feng Jun's words. He was not some "adorably foolish" person; among Gu Cultivators, his name inspired fear as well. But when dealing with people outside the Gu Cultivator world, he was relatively willing to reason with them.
When the other party said he did not value old ties, Gong Yannan found it hard to save face and could only force out an explanation. "The Azure Silk Spirit-Grass Gu is worth that price."
"Heh." Feng Jun laughed again and did not argue with him. "I told you, there is more than one Gu Cultivator around me. They cannot possibly be unaware of the value of these Gu insects. Out of trust, I accepted your price, but... they will laugh at me."
Gong Yannan fell silent. That was not easy to answer. If he could not give the other party a satisfactory response, the two sides might well come to blows.
Others might fear Gu Cultivators, but would Feng Mountain Lord? Just think of the three Lu brothers.
After a long silence, Gong Yannan finally sighed. "But I provided those two treatment methods. They can only be found in my family's secret collection of manuals. Many Gu Cultivators recognize these two Gu insects, but most do not know they have such uses... especially the latter one."
After a moment of silence, Feng Jun lightly clapped his hands. "Heh, all right, I accept that reason. Knowledge is priceless... especially here, where information is sealed away to a perverse extent."
Kong Ziyi and An Yuhong had long grown accustomed to the new terms Feng Jun occasionally came up with. Gong Yannan was somewhat unaccustomed to them, but he had to admit that although this man's words were unusual, they were still easy to understand.
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