"It's you, Feng Yuee, I wonder what important matter you have stopping me here!" Zhou Xun's face showed 'caution,' making a defensive posture.
Seeing this, Feng Yuee smiled slightly, then cupped his hands and bowed, saying:
"I am here to discuss a transaction with you, my fellow cultivator!"
"Could it be that it's still about my Crimson Flame Simurgh?" Zhou Xun slightly raised his eyes, looking at the young man in front of him.
"That's right, this beast is incredibly important to me, I kindly ask you to part with it!" Feng Yuee slightly bowed, his face full of seriousness, yet his tone was filled with an undeniable pressure.
"Agreeing to your request is not impossible, but you must agree to my conditions first!" Zhou Xun said in a deep voice,
"What conditions?" Feng Yuee was delighted!
"Naturally... your head!"
Zhou Xun shouted loudly, and as the words left his mouth, a golden short blade instantly formed and swiftly stabbed towards Feng Yuee on the opposite side.
