"What a joke."
Others might give Zhang Junxuan some face, but Jin Yanhua gave none. She walked straight up and tossed back the Great Void Ring: "I also know the Shenxiao Thunder Skill, and I can discuss forging Divine Weapons. With just this little, you dare speak of sincerity?"
"General Jin."
Even though Jin Yanhua was quite blunt, Zhang Junxuan remained polite. He cupped his hands and said, "This humble Daoist is aware of your extraordinary relationship with the True Lord of the Mysterious Mirror and knows that seeking your forgiveness might be overly presumptuous. However, Xuanchen, the swordsman who attacked Mingguang Dust, is truly like a brother to me, and I must try."
"If these mundane items are not to the liking of the General or the Heavenly Mandate, this humble Daoist does have some resources to offer, but they are not things easily taken out..."
"What, what extraordinary relationship..."
