"Coming to apologize in person? Just offering an apology with your lips?" Yang Chen was not about to let the matter rest so easily.
Without seeing something tangible, this matter would not be so easily settled.
How could Zhang Wudao not know what Yang Chen wanted? He hurriedly said, "Of course not. I heard that Young Brother Yang Chen is especially fond of pill refinement, so I have brought you quite a few pill formulas and pill-refining materials."
Yang Chen glanced over and saw that Zhang Wudao had already handed him a Storage Bag.
Looking at the Storage Bags, Yang Chen casually opened one and took a look.
After looking through them, Yang Chen was fairly satisfied.
Zhang Wudao was, after all, an expert at the Nirvana stage. Driving him into a corner would not do Yang Chen any good, so he stopped pursuing the matter and said coldly, "Fine, let this matter end here. I can turn swords into plowshares, but I hope that Senior Zhang will not think again that I am someone you can slaughter at will."
"Of course not. How could that be?" How could Zhang Wudao still dare to look down on Yang Chen?
Even a transcendent realm expert had appeared. He had lost every shred of courage.
Now that he had currried favor with Yang Chen, he glanced at Mingfeng and Mingyue, leaving the two of them to decide for themselves what to do.
It had been Mingyue who proposed coming here this time.
He did not know which screw had come loose in Mingyue's head. Previously, when it came to getting close to Yang Chen, Mingyue had flatly refused, seeming to hold Yang Chen, an Enlightenment Stage cultivator, in utter contempt. Yet in the blink of an eye, she now regarded Yang Chen