Deng JiuShou retracted the foot he had already stepped forward upon hearing the words, his gaze intently fixed on Chi Qingqiu, revealing a hint of puzzlement in his eyes.
Hadn't everything been made clear already? Chi Qingqiu's sudden outburst to halt him—could it be there was something else to consider?
"Old Chi, is there something else?" Deng JiuShou looked at Chi Qingqiu and asked.
"There is something, but it's not significant," Chi Qingqiu seemed somewhat unsure about how to start.
"Old Chi, if you have something to say, just speak frankly. Although we may not be friends, we are fellow cultivators, having strived for the same goal for so many years! Don't just say the matter is not significant; even if there really is a big issue, I would not refuse to help you if I can," Deng JiuShou declared with a grand gesture.
"Since you, Old Deng, have said so, I'll just speak frankly!" Upon hearing these words, a smile appeared on Chi Qingqiu's face.
