"I must ask you to accept this, Junior Brother. Please don't refuse, or I, Xiao, will have no peace of mind and suffer torment day and night."
"..."
After some back-and-forth refusals, Chen Zhuo accepted the gift of apology.
As for having more than twenty Sword Gate disciples come apologize together, that would have been too overbearing, so Chen Zhuo did not agree.
After briefly explaining the Blood Sword's uses, Zhao Shu took his leave with Xiao Zhuo. The Formation reopened, and Chen Zhuo was once again alone in the room.
"Phew."
Chen Zhuo hurriedly took a puff of his Electronic Cigarette to settle his nerves.
Something about this felt wrong to Chen Zhuo.
Xiao Zhuo was the problem.
Zhao Shu had clearly treated him well. Whenever they spoke, Zhao Shu also made a point of mentioning his background.
The Xu Kingdom's royal family.
Zhao Shu's meaning could not have been clearer.
He wanted Chen Zhuo to help the younger generation get ahead.
Chen Zhuo naturally would not refuse something like that.
If they truly needed help in the future, he would certainly lend a hand.
But Xiao Zhuo...
Chen Zhuo could not tell whether the man was genuinely stupid or deliberately setting a trap for him, hoping he would offend everyone and earn a reputation for arrogance.
A cultivator who had reached the Foundation Establishment Realm could not be that lacking in judgment. Surely Xiao Zhuo was not so stupid?
Either way, Xiao Zhuo had made him uncomfortable.
Everyone knew that a player who made the undisputed core uncomfortable got kicked out and replaced with someone who did not. Xiao Zhuo had missed his chance. Neither he nor the Xiao Clan had anything more to do with Chen Zhuo.
As for the five hundred Spirit Stones and the tender