Wealth Moves the Heart

Zhong Hongyun had lived for over four hundred years and seen quite a few experts, but this was her first time encountering a Golden Core True Person as overwhelmingly powerful as Red Lotus.

The Black Eagle Patrol Guard had no fewer than two Golden Cores and dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, yet in less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense, all of them had been dealt with by Red Lotus's Blood God Banner.

Such a formidable Demonic Cultivator could easily slaughter every member of their Black Flag Gang as well.

Demonic Cultivators were also notorious for being selfish, cold-blooded, and heartless.

Zhong Hongyun had initially only wanted to recruit Red Lotus into the gang, which was why she had taken the initiative to show goodwill. But after this battle, she had developed an intense awe and reverence for Red Lotus.

To curry favor with Red Lotus, she had run over in the middle of the night with wine, offering herself to him.

Gao Xian had dealt with women all his life, so naturally he could see through Zhong Hongyun's thoughts. Had this been five hundred years ago, when he still indulged in all manner of carnal pleasures, he might have been willing to sample something new.

But now, he had no such interest. Their cultivation levels were far too different, and Zhong Hongyun was no peerless beauty. There was no point in getting entangled with her.

Gao Xian did not need to explicitly reject her. He merely looked at Zhong Hongyun with calm, still-water eyes, and the woman naturally understood his meaning.

Man or woman, so long as their intelligence was normal, they possessed a keen instinct for such matters. The fundamental reason some people could not understand the emotions others conveyed was that they