"Senior, I do not want what you are offering." Yang Chen said, "My Seven-Colored Glazed Ore is only for giving, not for trading!"
Hearing this, King Primal Yang was slightly taken aback and could not help saying, "Then what do you want? My favor? That can be discussed as well. As long as you give me the Seven-Colored Glazed Ore, whatever you need me to do can be discussed."
Yang Chen still shook his head.
King Primal Yang's brows drew together. "Then what does Young Friend Yang Chen want?"
Yang Chen smiled faintly instead of answering. "Senior Primal Yang, what do you think I would want, when I seek neither compensation nor favors?"
King Primal Yang truly could not figure it out. Frowning, he asked, "Then what do you want?"
"What I want is respect and attitude." Yang Chen said, "Although my cultivation is inferior to yours, Senior, I do not owe you anything either. I risked my life to obtain this Seven-Colored Glazed Ore. If I want nothing in return yet cannot even receive a shred of respect, then tell me, Senior Primal Yang, is there still any need for me to give you this Seven-Colored Glazed Ore?"
King Primal Yang was left speechless. Thinking back on everything since his arrival, he had regarded Yang Chen as nothing more than a junior. But when had he ever shown him any respect?
Yang Chen did not waste more words. With a wave of his hand, he said, "Senior, please leave."
He believed King Primal Yang should understand what he meant.
How could King Primal Yang not understand? Yet he was filled with unwillingness and gritted his teeth. "Yang Chen, your cultivation is merely at the Heavenly Separation Realm. Why should this old man, a Heavenly Mandate Realm cultivator, show you