"You're good at reading people!"
"What do you make of this?"
Heavenly Demon Mountain, the Peng Family!
Before the Peng Family patriarch's Daoist Grounds, Peng Daxi stood with his hands behind his back, clad in a loose gray Daoist robe, regarding the steward before him with an imposing air.
The steward cautiously cupped his hands. "Master, the other party has already said that he smashed the statues on purpose!"
"And it wasn't just yours. The statues of all three members of our Peng Family were smashed!"
"In this lowly servant's opinion, this man must have something to rely on!"
"Indeed!" Peng Daxi said. "There are no fools in the Divine Realm... around Heavenly Demon Mountain, who doesn't know our Peng Family's strength?"
"If he knows our strength and still dares to challenge us like this, that means he really does want to clash with our Peng Family!"
"Hehehe... a gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall!"
"It's only a little power of faith. A family as large as ours has no need to take that risk!"
"Go to the He Family again and tell them to forget about the statues. If they're unwilling, so be it!"
"I'm going into seclusion!"
"Oh, right... thoroughly investigate this He Family's background!"
The Peng Family's steward paid another visit to the He Family.
He Pingsheng was utterly dumbfounded. That's it... it's over?
He had thought he would have to fight a major battle against the Peng Family.
But the Peng Family backed down?
No...
He Pingsheng shook his head. They haven't backed down... perhaps this is wisdom honed by the rules of survival in the Divine Realm.
Preserving the family at the lowest possible cost, without taking risks.
It seems this Peng Family patriarch is no simple character.
"You really are amazing,