Yet Pei Yuzheng tried hard to calm himself, silently warning himself...
"Absolutely cannot lose my temper. This brat just wants better terms. He must know the Overlord Soul Hundred-Man Army-Slaying Formation is incredibly, incredibly valuable, so when he says 'nothing much,' he just means the offered terms are nothing much."
In Pei Yuzheng's heart, that was indeed what he thought...
Because in most people's minds, Sikong Jing was merely a lowly non-combat body. Previously, Pei Yuzheng had wanted to kill Sikong Jing only to vent his rage over Tie Ti'er.
If not for Sikong Jing's various performances in the chaotic district, if not for the Tyrant Soul Inheritance, Pei Yuzheng would not even have spared him a second glance.
Thinking this, Pei Yuzheng said heavily, "Do you find the terms for a fifth-grade battle body insufficient?"
In response, Sikong Jing merely lifted his eyelids slightly, then gently shook his head. He turned his back directly, no longer wanting to pay him any attention.
After being provoked twice by his "nothing much," Pei Yuzheng still thought he would definitely bow to the Thousand Kings Holy Tower and could still keep asking about terms. There was no point in saying any more nonsense.
So he simply ignored him.
He truly had nothing to say to Pei Yuzheng. He had intended to kill him outright in the District-Seizing War anyway.
Seeing that Sikong Jing actually did not want to acknowledge Pei Yuzheng, everyone present was stunned.
Was this Sikong Jing truly arrogant, or was he deliberately putting on an act? He seemed to have no reason not to fear the Thousand Kings Holy Tower.
In many people's eyes, the Thousand Kings Holy Tower was a colossal behemoth.
Sikong Jing could act wildly toward any force in all of Chaos-Shaking City, but he should