"Enough, enough, since the young friend is unwilling, I, Chen Pi, am not an unreasonable person. Our meeting is a form of fate. Let's go together, it might even save you some time," Chen Pi said with a smile, which, in Chu Yi's eyes, seemed far from well-intentioned.
"Well, since Cultivator Chen has such an attitude, it would be impolite of me not to appreciate it, right?" Chu Yi smiled and then agreed to Chen Pi's suggestion.
He was not a fool and knew that Chen Pi must have set his sights on the two ancient books he possesed, but the fact that Chen Pi had not made a move on him in such a wild and desolate place left Chu Yi utterly confused.
"Today, Lord Chen will let you see something special." Chen Pi smirked devilishly and then, with a flicker of light in his hand, a copper instrument that resembled a large bowl suddenly appeared.
