Since he wasn't from the Jade Water Alliance, there was no need to lock horns with him to the death.
As long as the stakes were made clear and he was given a little benefit, such rogue cultivators of unknown origins would usually know better than to persist.
However, he did not choose to buy Jiang Tian off with spirit stones. For one thing, one hundred thousand spirit stones was already Wang Zhekuo's limit; he could not offer a higher price.
For another, he felt there was no need. The name of the Purple Cloud Alliance was the best deterrent in the Heavenly Cloud Archipelago.
He stepped forward, clasped his hands behind his back, and spoke in a grim tone. "Fellow Daoist, this is a grievance between the Purple Cloud Alliance and the Jade Water Alliance. It has nothing to do with you. I hope you will not interfere. Otherwise... bear the consequences yourself."
Jiang Tian smiled, his expression carrying an indescribable mockery.
With a casual motion, he extracted all the Entry panels floating above the three men's heads. Then he raised his eyes and looked smilingly at the late Purple Mansion cultivator who had just spoken. According to the Entry panel's label, this man was called Sun Maoshan. "Threatening me?"
If the other side had heard Wang Zhekuo offer one hundred thousand spirit stones and chosen to buy him off with a higher bid, he might have weighed it over and seen whose offer was more worthwhile.
But he had never expected this man to choose the stupidest possible approach right from the start... directly threatening him.
There was nothing more to say, then.
"Hmph! You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!" Sun Maoshan snorted furiously, killing intent surging in his eyes.
Since you refused the face