"Won't lend it? Are you sure?" Su Hang's gaze carried a hint of danger.
Tang Lifen was extremely angered. This bastard showed respect towards other ancient immortals, but toward her, he would pick apart every flaw, seizing every opportunity to bully and threaten her.
"To think that I, a Buddhistic Bodhisattva, have fallen so low," Tang Lifen glared at Su Hang, "Do you not fear that by treating a powerhouse who will regain Quasi-Saint level in the future like this, you're digging your own grave?"
"What's to fear? Without my help, it could be ages before you regain Quasi-Saint level. By that time, I could beat you with one hand tied behind my back," Su Hang was extremely confident. "Be good, follow instructions, or... I really will rob you."
"You..." Tang Lifen huffed and threw the Purple Gold Bell over to him, plotting in her heart to restore her cultivation level as soon as possible, determined not to let this jerk continue to be arrogant.