Qi Tian nodded frequently and said, "You make a good point, Sir. I'll take my leave now."
Watching Qi Tian leave, the short cultivator who hadn't spoken a word said, "Brother, is it alright for us to deceive him like this? If we really let him in, and our brothers run into him, won't they kill him?"
The tall cultivator, weighing the two low-grade spirit stones that Qi Tian had just given him, gave a cold laugh. "It's not our fault. Who made the kid insist on going into the mountain? You think he's really going there to dig up herbs? From what I've seen, it's very likely that he's chasing after the fragments of the meteorite from beyond. If he dares covet shards of the meteorite, he should be prepared to risk his life for it. You can't blame others."
