It was simply outrageous for a High-Grade Golden Core to speak to a Nascent Soul High Stage like that!
But Cha Ran really had no time to fuss over it. What he was thinking was: Could I really be that stupid?
Impossible! "I'll bring you the heads of those disciples as well... That should be enough to turn enemies into friends, right?"
Look at that... negotiations had already begun! Feng Jun shook his head and replied blandly, "No need. You only brought a few heads in total, while we spared the entire lineage of Ancestral Patriarch Nether Shadow. Is that really worth so little? I don't believe it."
Cha Ran was genuinely getting anxious. "The ones who caused trouble weren't from our branch at all. The patriarch's descendants have already lost forty-nine Golden Cores. That's a huge loss, all right?"
Sure enough, there were countless strange factions within a sect... cultivators were no exception! Feng Jun snorted softly. "Your patriarch disregarded his status to steal something, and he probably intended to kill everyone involved afterward. You think this tiny bit of retaliation is a huge loss?"
Could you watch your damn mouth? Cha Ran felt rather depressed, but there was nothing he could do. "So there's still resentment in your heart?"
"Isn't that obvious?" Feng Jun gave him a cold look. "By delivering these people, you merely stopped me from taking revenge on your Myriad Illusions Sect. Do you really think I should be grateful? I'd rather you hadn't brought them over... then I could have acted without restraint!"
Act without restraint... as if you were worthy? That was Cha Ran's first reaction. But it was instinctive, and he quickly realized that this person could not be judged by common sense.
Still, he could not swallow this. "So bringing them