"But is the power of the Geng Metal Finger really that strong?"
A hint of doubt flashed in Li Pengfei's eyes.
"I'm not sure about that.
However, having such a neighbor means our safety is much more guaranteed."
Ma Tiansheng said with a face full of emotion.
Then, inexplicably, he thought about the words he had said to the three Tribulation Cultivators before, which seemed to have a bit of the meaning of diverting trouble away from oneself. Would Fellow Daoist Zhou hold a grudge because of this?
He shrank his neck and suddenly felt a little panicky.
"What do you mean by 'our'?
You'll have to leave at the end of this month.
I can't afford to keep you here."
Upon hearing this, Li Pengfei couldn't help but snort coldly.
"Then return my Spirit Stones.
Two thousand Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, not a single one less.
Also, give me back the Spirit Plant Magical Artifact I lent you earlier..."
Upon hearing this, Ma Tiansheng couldn't help but jump up and said.
