"Darian, let's negotiate!" Chrysos spoke hurriedly. "We can resolve this peacefully. You came to the sect to cultivate in peace, as you said before. We can give you that."
"Oh? And why would I trust you?" Darian replied without turning around.
"I give you my word... as the Sect Leader..." The hoarse voice of that man sounded in front of Darian.
In response, Darian snorted. "Now that it's come to this, do you think I'm an idiot to accept so little? Are you really willing to... let's see, hand me the entire sect?"
Everyone fell silent, completely stunned.
A tremor exploded from that Dragon in the lake. "You don't want trouble! Then you don't want this sect!" her dry voice sounded.
Darian smiled faintly. "Indeed. Well... if you want to settle this, I won't hold back. I don't want this sect, and I won't interfere with anything. Just give me the core of this planetary inscription that controls this lake."
