Zhenyuanzi was furious beyond measure.
He hadn't expected that even after making such significant concessions, Sha Chen still wouldn't budge an inch.
It was excessive. Utterly excessive. Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable.
Zhenyuanzi angrily said, "Sha Chen, don't go too far. I'll compromise once more: I'll give you three—no, four—ginseng fruits, and I will expound on the Dao for ten—no, twenty—years.
"If there's anything you don't understand in the future, I'm still willing to explain it to you.
"If you like, I can even become sworn brothers with you. If you don't, I'm still happy to teach you."
Sha Chen laughed heartily.
He laughed until tears nearly formed in his eyes.
Zhenyuanzi's face was as dark as water, his eyes as cold as ice.
He could tell that Sha Chen's laughter was full of mockery, an irritating sound to the ears.
