After Jiang Man came out of the prison cell, he had considered many possibilities.
For instance, the Ye siblings might avoid him like the plague, resort to underhanded measures, or curse him outright.
The only thing he had not imagined was that they would give him Spirit Sources as soon as he came out-and the enormous sum of eighty thousand at that.
Logically, their group should have been targeted too.
Although they did not belong to the Wuyun Sect, they could not remain unaffected while staying there.
So it would have been understandable if they had done something.
Jiang Man felt the Spirit Sources in his hands, then took out thirty thousand and handed them back.
Seeing this, Ye Jingtian frowned.
It was hardly a good sign that he would not accept those thirty thousand.
But before he could speak, Jiang Man said, "Teacher Ye thinks highly of me, and Senior Brother Ye gave me an opportunity. We're good friends. Selling out a good friend just like that would be rather hard to justify."
The others were utterly bewildered.
What are you talking about?
Who's your good friend?
"Besides, you all earned the right to enter the Immortal Gate Grand Competition because of me. That's a debt of gratitude. They offered a mere fifty thousand to make you sell me out. How could that possibly be acceptable?" Jiang Man said solemnly.
Ye Jingtian frowned and stared at Jiang Man. "Then what should I do?"
"Selling me out means betraying your word, abandoning a good friend, and offending a Peerless Heavenly Prodigy. Isn't fifty thousand far too insulting to you?" Jiang Man suddenly asked.
Ye Jingtian and the others felt that Jiang Man had been talking nonsense from the very beginning.
Ye Jingtian played along. "So?"
"So..." Jiang Man looked at