"Back then, the old man barely managed to snatch the book from your hands," Zhang Xianmiao looked at the young man before him like he was looking at an idiot, speaking coldly. "Do you really think the old man would give it to you? Let you continue to endanger the world?"
"It seems you are not willing to hand over Jing Wang obediently, so do not blame me." The young man's face turned cold as he saw Zhang Xianmiao's refusal.
"What? Child, you don't want to start with that old man?" Zhang Xianmiao said with a smile when he saw the young man showing intent to do something. "Even though the old man is dead, this is not something you can deal with. He did not want to harm you. You should leave on your own. Go back and tell those immortals that 'Earth King Records' will not consent, it will be buried with me in the ground, or better yet, go find King Yan if you wish."
"Don't blame me, this stubborn old man," the young man said coldly.
