"Oh?"
Luo Chen raised his eyebrow, "When did you become a peacemaker?"
Hearing this mocking statement, Fu Zhang suppressed his fury.
"Being kind to others is being kind to oneself."
"All you wanted was Sikong Shoujia's legacy, you can have it!"
As he spoke, a turtle shell and a long sword broken into two pieces floated out.
While controlling his Spirit Power, Fu Zhang glared at Luo Chen.
"After getting the legacy, please leave. I will host a feast in the Zhong Ding Family's honor and invite you."
However, Luo Chen didn't even glance at the two items that were as good as scrap.
He simply lifted up three fingers.
"Alright, hand over another three Fu Family Blood Talismans as an apology, and I will return to where I came from today."
Once this statement was uttered, all the cultivators in the surrounding mountains fell silent.
Everyone held their breath, their burning gazes fixed on Fu Zhang.
At this moment, Fu Zhang felt his scalp tingle, and his body turned cold.