When the time came, he would grab a few things to hold over the brat and see whether he still dared act so cocky!
With that thought, he reluctantly nodded. "Fine!"
"But I'm warning you, brat. Just this once!"
"If you dare threaten me with this again, I'll fight you until the fish dies and the net tears!"
"With my relationship with the Sect Master, even if something really happens, he might not do much to me anyway."
"But you, brat..."
"Oh, come on!" Chun Xiaobai abruptly cut him off, looking thoroughly wronged. "Elder Lu, you're making this far too complicated!"
"As the saying goes, at home you rely on your parents; away from home, you rely on your friends."
"I have no family or connections in the Azure Cloud Sect, just one old... friend like you. I'm only asking for a tiny favor. Is all this really necessary?"
"Just one friend?"
Lu Qingshan sneered inwardly. This brat really had perfected the art of screwing over those he knew.
"Enough. If there's nothing else, get the hell out!" He waved impatiently, wanting nothing more than to send this god of pestilence on his way.
"Don't be like that." Chun Xiaobai refused to leave. Instead, he leaned closer, his eyes shining. "I've never seen a Heaven-Tier Magical Artifact before. Elder Lu, take out that treasure of yours and let this disciple feast his eyes, will you?"
"Get out!"
Lu Qingshan finally reached the end of his patience and shoved him out the door.
He feared that if this fellow stayed in front of him for even one more breath, he would lose control and kill the bastard with a single palm strike.
Chun Xiaobai stumbled from the shove, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back