What Gives You the Right?

"Sorry, Senior Zhu Kun. An old friend has passed on, and I do not wish to mention his name again."

Xie Tianxiao's calm voice came from the afterimage, carrying a hint of sorrow.

Everything Xie Tianxiao had said earlier was complete nonsense. How could he possibly have had a friend from Zhu Kun's era?

Even the original owner of this body, a cultivation maniac who had lived for over a hundred years, had only a handful of people who could be called friends, and they were likely only Dou Zuns by now.

As for Dou Sheng-level experts, the original owner had never been able to befriend any, much less a Saint from Zhu Kun's era.

Xie Tianxiao had merely made up an excuse. As for whether Zhu Kun believed it, that was none of his concern.

Besides, if Zhu Kun had not been vastly stronger than him, Xie Tianxiao could not be bothered to fabricate an explanation at all...

"Dead, huh? Boy, only you know how much of what you said is believable."

"Still, this Dragon Emperor has no interest in your affairs. Tell me your purpose. What are you doing all this for? I do not believe you are someone who asks for nothing in return."

Zhu Kun's eyes flickered. He did not believe Xie Tianxiao's explanation.

However, he did not care much either. At his current realm, even if the other party truly possessed some great secret, it was irrelevant unless it concerned breaking through to Dou Di.

"Of course. Apart from helping Ziyan meet you, I came here because I hope that when I need help in the future, you and your clan will lend me a hand."

Xie Tianxiao's voice continued to emerge from the afterimage.

"You have an enemy?"

Zhu Kun asked casually.

"Yes." The