Most cultivators only know the transcendent nature of the Four Great Academies, and are unaware of those hidden masters. Pang Dezong, however, knows the power of those old guys, and knows their methods of appearing and disappearing like the Divine Dragon.
Reality is hard to grasp, don't act impulsively! Afraid of getting burned by rash actions, he secretly reminds himself.
"Forget it, this old man is magnanimous and won't stoop to your level." Of course, he still needs to save face; he can't be insulted without any reaction. Pang Dezong forcefully flicks his sleeve, presenting the demeanor of an elder.
"Quickly, tell me how much it costs?" Ling Baobao no longer paid attention to Pang Dezong and asked Han Yan urgently.
"Someone just offered 2.5 million earlier." Han Yan said honestly, not knowing what Ling Baobao was planning.
"2.5 million? That's quite expensive. I don't have that much money." Ling Baobao searched his pockets and looked at Han Yan pitifully.
