"Congratulations to me?" Nie Fengtian looked up, glanced at the Wuji Immortal, and asked indifferently, "What is there to congratulate me about?"
His expression was very calm, making him seem almost indifferent. Wuji Immortal originally intended to use this rhetoric to pique Nie Fengtian's interest, but upon seeing his demeanor, he was helpless, realizing his little tricks had been seen through.
He could only honestly say, "I've heard that the Demon Sect and the Bright Holy Temple have gone to war. Right now, Chen Yang stands alone and unaided; it's the perfect opportunity to seize her power!"
Nie Fengtian listened, his expression remaining unchanged, calm as ever, only responding faintly, "Alone and unaided? Immortal, are you treating me like a fool by saying this?"
"Hmm?"
Wuji Immortal was taken aback, quickly saying, "Why do you say that, Lord Fu? I assure you, every word I say is from the bottom of my heart."
"Heh."
