“Face my ass, run! There are only so many offerings every month. What’s the point of risking your life? Just wait for the elders and great elders to fight.”
The Qing Xuan Sect’s cultivators were in a mess.
Not far away, Chen Yiyong brought tens of thousands of peak Golden Core Realm experts.
In a rage, he landed in front of Lin Qiye.
The moment he saw him, Chen Yiyong’s anger disappeared like smoke, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yiyong smiled brightly.
“Greetings, Sir.”
“Sir, I am Chen Yiyong, the Supreme Elder of the Qing Xuan Sect!”
“As far as I know, the Qing Xuan Sect has no enmity with you in the past, and we have no grudges recently. If I have offended you in any way, I will apologize to you as the Supreme Elder.
“Treasures, martial arts methods, beauties… You can take away anything you like in the Qing Xuan Sect. Consider it a goodwill from us!
“In the future, when our cultivators meet you, they will kneel and bow to you.”
Chen Yiyong bowed humbly, face full of smiles. His attitude said that it’s more important to form connections in the Jianghu rather than killing each other.
As he spoke, he also removed one of his three storage rings and handed it to Lin Qiye respectfully.
“Please accept it, Sir.”
Chen Yiyong’s humble attitude rendered Lin Qiye speechless.
What a shameless person!
Lin Qiye’s cold gaze swept across Chen Yiyong’s face.
“His eyes shine with a cunning light. He is the type of person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He is only kind to me because I am superior in strength. When I leave, he will still be that vicious viper in front of the commoners.”
With that thought in mind, Lin Qiye smiled faintly.
“As the saying goes, one should not hit a smiling person…”