"Of course. The black-clad young man didn't want to see Young Master Pei, so he wouldn't come and let you witness it."
Tie Binghun merely wanted to knock Pei Yuzheng down a peg, so that was all he said.
He did not say that they could not find the black-clad young man...
"This is the territory of your Ancient Sacred Peak. What the hell is there to investigate?" At that moment, Pei Yuzheng's attendant spoke first, murder intent surging thickly.
Pei Yuzheng, too, sneered repeatedly. "Peak Master Tie, I never expected that just to make things difficult for me, you would fabricate such a ghost story that no one would believe—unless another black-clad young man shows up right now and makes the Canggu Myriad Dragon Chant resound again..."
"As long as the dragon chant is louder than the one this young master produced, I'll believe you. Otherwise, this trip of mine to Ancient Sacred Peak is far from over."
No matter what, so long as the black-clad young man did not come out and make it resound once more for him to see, Pei Yuzheng would stubbornly refuse to believe it.
Even if it were true, he would not believe it!
Tie Binghun lightly clenched his old teeth. This Pei Yuzheng was truly being unreasonable and making trouble out of nothing. That was why not being able to find the black-clad young man was such a huge problem. If only he were willing to appear.
Unfortunately, the black-clad young man feared retaliation from the Thousand Kings Holy Tower and could not possibly challenge the Canggu Myriad Dragon Chant again.
Even if he did challenge it, he might not necessarily surpass Pei Yuzheng.
"Nothing to say now, right?"
"Haha, your Ancient Sacred Peak's current generation has long since become weak as