Zou Bufan was used to Feng Jun evading his questions, so he did not get angry, but he still refused to back down.
He cupped his hands again. "This matter is extremely important to me. I hope Feng Mountain Lord will do me this favor. I will repay you in the future."
"I really find this strange," Feng Jun snapped, unable to suppress his short temper any longer. "Every last one of you wants me to give you face. Don't I need face too? You think you can ask whatever you want, whenever you want, and I owe you all the answers?"
As he spoke, he patted the Spirit Beast Bag at his waist and said irritably, "You actually asked what Heavenly Demon I captured... Is that something you can casually ask? Put yourself in my place. If you had a Heavenly Demon on you, could I casually ask about it?"
Zou Bufan flushed slightly at his words, but when he heard the final sentence, his eyes lit up. He answered without hesitation, "Of course you can ask me. My family has a Heavenly Demon too—the Grieving Heavenly Demon."
"The Grieving Heavenly Demon?" Shangqing Adept snorted disdainfully. "That counts as a Heavenly Demon? Heh, you really have the nerve to say that."
"What's so embarrassing about it?" Zou Bufan rolled his eyes and answered righteously. "Do you know how many people have begged to borrow the Heavenly Demon in my family to temper themselves?"
Feng Jun waved a hand and stated bluntly, "My Heavenly Demon is also being held for someone else. It is neither for loan nor sale, so there is no need for you to ask further."
Zou Bufan froze for a moment, then finally shook his head and sighed. "Feng Mountain Lord still bears resentment toward the