After obtaining the millennium medicinal herbs, Chen Yuan paid no attention to the gazes of others and headed straight for his residence.
The offers from the Mo, Li, and Gong families had never crossed Chen Yuan's mind.
Asking a cultivator to serve as their tribute or guest elder was simply a joke.
Pan Yang, who was following Chen Yuan, was unaware of this and felt very anxious. After finally catching up with Chen Yuan, he said breathlessly, "Professor Chen... you shouldn't have refused just now."
"Why?" Chen Yuan replied.
"The conditions they offered were so good. Even if you agreed to any one of them, you could grow much faster in either martial arts or cultivation." Seeing Chen Yuan's unconcerned expression, Pan Yang grew more anxious and said,
"Even if you didn't want to agree to them, you didn't have to refuse to their faces."
"Especially the Gong Family, this is their territory, and now that you've refused them a second time, I'm afraid..."
