Great Dream Adept was telling the truth, but that was his strategy—the other side might not believe him.
Sure enough, the demon did not believe him, but it had its own logic. "You're joking, right? If I observed correctly, Ten Directions Platform and that little Golden Core earlier... didn't seem to get along very well. Would he bring Feng Jun here?"
No one was that easy to fool, not even a demon that was rather slow-witted.
Great Dream Adept had to ponder for a moment before nodding with a bitter smile. "You saw through me after all. I was only putting on a bold front."
The bitter smile was genuine. Great Dream Adept knew that Ji Busheng had offended Feng Jun far too badly by picking him up.
His bitter smile came from the bottom of his heart, but the demon did not think the same way he did.
After considering it for a moment, it asked, "Did Feng Jun really come? And if he did, would he care about you?"
From that question alone, it was clear that it understood the relationships among Human Race cultivators in the Kunhao Plane quite well.
Feng Jun might not have come, and even if he had, given the terrible relationship between the two sides, he might not be willing to intervene.
This was precisely why Great Dream Adept hated it when his disciples spoke out of turn. He knew the odds of Feng Jun being willing to help were extremely low, but he could use this information gap to make some arrangements and see whether he could find a suitable way out.
But his disciples' reckless chatter had leaked too much information. The other side had used it to straighten out the connections between them, making it far harder for everyone to