It had not been all that long. At least, before Bai Xuanling's patience ran out, Chu Xingchen came over wearing that familiar, gentle smile, while Xu Jin beside him wore a rather strange expression instead.
It looked as though the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect had come out on the losing end of these so-called discussions after all.
Bai Xuanling relaxed. If it was Chu Xingchen, that was not impossible. This brat was rather like her-neither was willing to take a loss.
Back then, she had usually needed to draw her sword to make her position clear rather than take a loss. This brat could do it with his mouth alone. There was something to be said for his level of mastery.
Li Moze swept his gaze over them, his expression calm as well. A loss was a loss. Since the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect had inherited heavenly fortune, it was born to bear losses.
Generations of sect leaders and elders had paid untold prices for it. Now that it had passed to him, he naturally ought to shoulder it all too.
Someone had to hold up the world and keep the heavens from collapsing. If even they shied away, there was no telling what this world would become.
At least the Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect had never thought of shying away.
But before Li Moze could ask anything, Chu Xingchen naturally cupped his hands with a smile and spoke:
"I've benefited greatly from this visit. The Profound Clarity Heavenly Sect truly lives up to its former standing as the foremost sect. Such magnanimity befits a great sect."
Li Moze hesitated slightly, casting a brief glance at Xu Jin's unreadable expression.
He had imagined all sorts of expressions Chu Xingchen might wear when he came out: the strain of accepting the