When it truly came time for Zhu Yunfei to hand it over, he became afraid instead.
He knew very well that against Zhang Yuntong and Lin Feng, they stood no chance whatsoever. If Zhang Yuntong and Lin Feng truly killed them here, he, Zhu Yunfei, would have nowhere to seek justice.
After all, every year when people emerged from the Heavenly Profound Space, vast numbers died. If a mere half-step Spirit Disk Stage cultivator like Zhu Yunfei died inside, who would care?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yunfei could only lower his head. None of his initial imposing majesty remained as he gritted his teeth and said, "You can have the Blood Spirit Eagle's corpse, but the demon beast corpses on us will absolutely not be handed over to you."
His final demand was merely to preserve a shred of dignity and give himself a way down.
After all, even when yielding, one had to yield with some dignity. One could not make too much of a spectacle of oneself.
But who could fail to see his fear?
At the very least, Mo Suxue had already seen Zhu Yunfei's courage for what it was. Although handing over the Blood Spirit Eagle's corpse was the most correct choice, Zhu Yunfei had surrendered far too quickly.
Seeing Zhu Yunfei give in so quickly, Zhang Yuntong was greatly surprised. He had thought Zhu Yunfei would be a hard bone to chew. After all, Zhu Yunfei had quite a few men under him, and dealing with them would not have been easy. If possible, Zhang Yuntong did not want to fight.
Yet Zhu Yunfei had yielded the moment he was asked to. Zhang Yuntong chuckled darkly and immediately raised the price on the spot, shouting, "Handing over only the Blood Spirit Eagle's corpse is not