The cultivator blocking the way looked as though he had seen a savior. He hurriedly called out "Senior Brother" with warmth while inviting Zou Yu down.
"Greetings, Formation Master Zou!"
Many cultivators on the first floor promptly raised their hands in salute when they saw him, greeting him in turn.
Zou Yu lowered his gaze to Liu Zihao and descended the stairs step by step.
"The second floor of the Formation Pavilion requires the appropriate status to enter. Brother Liu has not come in a long time. Have you forgotten this rule?"
Liu Zihao knew exactly what he intended—nothing more than to stomp on him once again.
He did not want to waste time on such meaningless matters. The Patriarch was still waiting for him at Pine Mountain.
So he raised his voice again. "I came to terminate my contract with the Formation Pavilion. Once that is done, I will leave."
"Oh?"
Zou Yu raised an eyebrow and walked up before him. "Brother Liu, I know you harbor resentment, but the reason you have not received any commissions these past two years was not the Formation Pavilion's fault, was it? Do you truly not understand the reason behind it?"
"Are you deaf? Or can't you understand human speech?"
Liu Zihao's retort froze Zou Yu's smug expression on the spot.
He had never imagined Liu Zihao would dare speak to him like this now.
"You!"
"I have neither the mood nor the time to wrangle with you. Bring out someone who is actually in charge."
Zou Yu's face darkened with humiliation and anger, his gaze at Liu Zihao brimming with fire.
He had clearly lost his resident status, yet he was still as arrogant and conceited as before!
What nonsense about terminating the contract? Was he not simply trying to use