"The Sword Martial King? Guiding others while he's only a Half-Step Sovereign?"
Lord Zhuyou looked across the space at Qin Hao, mockery on his face. "Whether he can even become a Sovereign is still in question, yet he goes around guiding others. What a joke."
Lord Zhuyou had been lurking in the shadows, watching since Qin Hao returned to the cultivation courtyard.
He had seen Qin Hao guide the others, clear as day.
Lord Zhuyou felt nothing but disdain. To him, Qin Hao was putting on a show. Even he, a Four-Tribulation Heaven and Earth Sovereign, had no one coming to him for guidance.
And Qin Hao was a mere Half-Step Sovereign?
For all his disdain, Lord Zhuyou said no more about it. He had come to find Qin Hao on other important business.
"Lord Zhuyou." Qin Hao's voice was quiet. "Since you're here, why not come into the courtyard and sit down?"
"The cultivation courtyard of the mighty Sword Martial King, the future Sword Martial Lord? How would I dare enter?"
Lord Zhuyou's reply was cool. Then he changed tack. "Qin Hao, I have no interest in your banquet. I'll spare you the idle talk. I came to see you about something important."
"Oh?" Qin Hao narrowed his eyes. Lord Zhuyou's words were haughty, as though he stood far above them.
He plainly looked down on everyone there.
"I won't hide it from you. I came for the Primordial Feathered Wings," Lord Zhuyou said bluntly.
"The Primordial Feathered Wings?" Qin Hao's expression did not change, but a chill rose in his heart.
Back in True Lord Tianyan's World of Fire, Qin Hao had clearly felt the heat in Lord Zhuyou's gaze.
But he had never expected Lord Zhuyou to come knocking at his door.
This was the Azure Flame