Zhao Xiangdu felt as though he had been slapped in the face.
And then had his face rubbed back and forth.
A Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure?
A supreme grade one, at that!
I don't fucking have one myself, and you gave one to a slave girl?
This...
In other words, even the treasure he gave his slave girl was a Supreme Grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, and I offered a low grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure to get that slave girl from him?
That really wasn't appropriate!
"Whew..." Zhao Xiangdu drew a deep breath. He first looked at He Pingsheng, then at the contemptuous looks on the faces of the countless prodigies throughout the hall. For a moment, Zhao Xiangdu actually felt dizzy.
He really had nothing better on him.
Because he was merely someone else's servant.
"He Pingsheng, since you already have a better treasure, you wouldn't think much of this one of mine!" Zhao Xiangdu said. "How about this? Once I acquire something better in the future, I will certainly repay you!"
He had no other choice.
He could only retreat for now.
Zhao Xiangdu felt that the greatest mistake he had made in his life was coming over to argue with He Pingsheng.
What was there to argue about?
Couldn't I just wait until the Stone Terrace Gathering ended and kill him outright?
No, no, no...
There was no need to wait until the Stone Terrace Gathering ended. I could have my disciple slaughter the bastard during the competition.
I hope your fighting strength will be as good as your performance today.
Otherwise, heh heh heh...
"My apologies!" Zhao Xiangdu, a Mahayana Emperor Realm cultivator, actually bowed to He Pingsheng in the distance, then turned to leave.
"Your Imperial Majesty, don't go!" Another discordant voice suddenly rang out from below.