Won't Give It

"They're all here." Ning Fengzhi looked toward the windows of the private rooms opposite.

Spirit Hall, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and the Lower Four Sects had all arrived.

As for the Clear Sky Sect, their people had not arrived yet, but Ning Fengzhi was in no hurry. He knew the Tang Clan would definitely come today.

"Fengzhi." Chen Xin did not open his eyes, merely calling out calmly. "Are you really planning to just watch from the sidelines today?"

"What else would I do?" Ning Fengzhi replied with a smile. "You and I both know where those two Spirit Bones came from. They're inherited Spirit Bones of the Clear Sky Sect, fifty-thousand-year items. No matter how wealthy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is, bringing them back would only invite trouble. You know those Clear Sky Sect elders' temperaments better than I do. If we really bid for them, they'll come knocking at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect tomorrow, playing the sympathy card and talking about how we're all branches of the same tree. How are we supposed to handle that?"

If he refused, Ning Fengzhi would seem cold and heartless; if he accepted, should he return those two Spirit Bones or not?

So today, he would let Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect fight over this deal.

Chen Xin fell silent for a moment before answering softly, "As long as you know what you're doing."

After all, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ranked second among the Upper Three Sects, it was ultimately an auxiliary sect and could not compare to those purely combat-oriented sects.

"The phrase 'the Upper Three Sects are bound by a common cause' is shouted the loudest whenever there's money to be made," Ning Fengzhi suddenly said quietly. "But in