The eerily quiet wilderness.
"Cough cough, you really want me dead, don't you?"
Shen Fu held a storage ring in his hand, hearing the somewhat weak and strange voice from the Spiritual Government, his frosty face showed no expression:
"I don't care, I have already promised my senior brother, and he just saved our lives, whatever he requests, I must fulfil."
"Bullshit! I don't need his saving! A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, back in my day I was all-powerful in Yan, he is nothing in comparison…"
The strange voice was tinged with annoyance.
"That's not my problem. Without my senior brother, you would be dead by now."
Shen Fu's face remained expressionless.
The firm attitude infuriated the strange voice and it cursed:
"Nonsense! I am already dead! Whether he saves me or not, I'm still dead! Don't think just because I favor you, you can make me do whatever…"
"Alright, Old Devil Jiang, are you in or out? Or are you incapable?"
Shen Fu stated impatiently.
