A talent.
A fucking talent!
He had clearly seen that both sect masters had empty lines, yet he still insisted on fishing. He was plainly trying to fleece Sect Master Luo, spending someone else's million Immortal Crystals to buy his own amusement.
What rotten luck, getting saddled with such a distinguished guest.
Elder Liu was choked by Yi Feng's words, feeling as though his eyes had been opened.
After a brief pause,
he still cupped his hands toward Luo Pengfei, giving him a way out.
"Sect Master Luo, what do you think about this...?"
Luo Pengfei felt a pang of unease.
That million Immortal Crystals was surely going down the drain.
Things had come to this.
He was destined to be mocked by all sides in the future, but he absolutely could not back down. He could only keep flattering Yi Feng and force himself to endure!
Ever since he had prepared to visit Yi Feng, Luo Pengfei had thought things through clearly.
As long as he could befriend this man, then at worst, he could rely on the prestige of a fifth-grade expert. His sect's influence would surely soar, and any price would be worth it.
Damn it.
He would treat this million as tribute to the Island Lord!
As for face?
That thing could neither be seen nor touched. What the hell was it worth?
Ignoring the teasing gazes cast his way from all around the lake, Luo Pengfei thickened his skin, gritted his teeth, and forced out a smile.
"Fish. Of course we'll fish!"
Elder Liu froze at the sight, then nodded slightly.
"Very well. Since it is Sect Master Luo's wish, this old man will say no more."
Though brief, his words were filled with helplessness.
The remaining bystanders by the lake were all from first-rate