I Thought of You as a Brother, but You Had Your Eye on My Wife?

Ji Zheng's expression did not change. "No," he replied flatly.

Song Qi immediately scoffed. "If you're not friends, where do you get the nerve to ask Song Wanbai to join your team? You've even brought dead weight. She'll probably only hold Song Wanbai back."

Li Zi, singled out yet again, fell silent. "..."

What had she ever done to deserve this?

Their silence only made Song Qi more brazen.

He slapped the table, rose to his feet, and shouted, "Someone, throw these three out! How dare they barge into Jize Manor!"

Xiao Rujin leaned back in his chair with a smug grin and raised his brows at them.

"Song Qi is my good brother, and he's from Jize Manor. If you know what's good for you, you'll leave quietly. Wanbai would never choose to work with you."

The corners of Ji Zheng's mouth lifted, but there was not a trace of warmth in his smile.

"Miss Song invited us in. I don't believe you have the authority to throw us out."

He was not sure of that himself.

If they really could work with Song Wanbai, so much the better.

The Wasteland was one of the most dangerous places in the entire Cultivation World. With only Golden Core Stage cultivation, they could not be certain they would make it out unscathed.

And they would have to protect Li Zi, too.

I Thought of You as a Brother, but You Had Your Eye on My Wife?

The other three, however, made a formidable team: one at the Eighth Level of the Golden Core Stage, and the other two both above its Fifth Level.

A team like that plainly had a better chance of surviving in the Wasteland.

At those words, Song Qi was the first to turn snide.

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