"Oh? How interesting. I'm all ears," Wu Longfeng said with a faint smile.
But Sun Simiao shook his head again and said nothing more.
"What do you mean by this?" Wu Longfeng frowned, unsure just what Sun Simiao meant now.
"This secret is no trifling matter. How could this old man possibly tell you so easily?" Sun Simiao said.
"Then what do you propose?" Though Wu Longfeng was deeply anxious, he had to remain patient.
"Very simple. Withdraw from Dali," Sun Simiao said.
"Withdraw from Dali?" Wu Longfeng said coldly. "As long as this really is a secret concerning the Seven Spirit Blades, I naturally won't go back on my word-"
"The time when the secret of the Seven Spirit Blades will open. Is that enough?" Sun Simiao interrupted before Wu Longfeng could continue.
"The opening time?" Wu Longfeng froze. He needed to think this over carefully.
After pondering for a while, Wu Longfeng continued, "How am I supposed to judge whether you're telling the truth? You expect me to give up Dali on nothing but empty words? Wouldn't that be far too easy?"
"Indeed, you cannot judge whether it is true. However, when it comes to the Seven Spirit Blades, there is probably no one in this world who knows more than this old man. If you cannot decide now, this old man can give you a few more days to think it over," Sun Simiao said with a smile.
When Wu Longfeng did not immediately respond, Sun Simiao continued, "It seems Sect Master Wu still needs to deliberate. In that case, we will take our leave. Once you have made up your mind, you can naturally find the inn where we are staying in the city."
"Wait!" As Sun Simiao and the others turned to leave, Wu Longfeng