While the four were chatting, a burly man with a full beard suddenly appeared before He Pingsheng.
"Hey..."
The burly man glanced at He Pingsheng and said, "Damn it... didn't you say you weren't going?"
"And now you're here lining up!"
He Pingsheng's face fell.
Although he had not recognized him at first glance, the moment he heard his voice, he knew who this was: Wang Dun!
"I just went to your courtyard to find you, only to come up empty!"
"You sneaked over here?"
Wang Dun stared at He Pingsheng, his expression stern.
He Pingsheng rubbed his forehead. "Senior Brother Wang... well, I came to watch the excitement!"
Wang Dun asked, "So? Are you going or not?"
"As long as you go, my assignment will be done... little brother, do I have to get down on my knees?"
Wang Dun wore a bitter smile.
He Pingsheng said, "Senior Brother Wang... I'd better just return your hundred thousand spirit stones!"
"Ah, don't..." Wang Dun hurried forward and grabbed He Pingsheng's arm. "Don't, don't, don't... junior brother, we can talk this over. This... this is... I... forget it. I don't want the spirit stones back... all right? Come along with me?"
"I really mean you no harm!" Wang Dun stared at He Pingsheng. "You'd better know what's good for you, brat. Don't make me use force!"
"Or I'll tie you up!"
"Don't you dare!" A sharp surge of fighting spirit erupted from Zi Lan beside them, and the flying sword in her hand sprang out with a bang. Her almond-shaped eyes widened as she glared at Wang Dun. "You dare bully someone in broad daylight?"
Wang Dun's gaze shifted slightly. He studied Zi Lan for a breath, then chuckled. "Hey... not bad. Twelfth layer of the foundation establishment realm."
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