"Let me say it again: I don't know anyone named Luo Jingwen."
"What exactly do you want, blocking my way like this?"
Chu Qingyun said with a frown.
"What do I want?" Luo Jingwu sneered.
"You killed my brother. By rights, I should be the one to avenge him with my own hands. However, the sect's rules forbid disciples from harming one another, so I can let you off the hook. But... you must compensate me with half of your Saint Extreme Points!"
A wave of hisses and boos swept through the crowd at his words.
They had thought he was a loyal and righteous brother coming to avenge his kin, but it turned out he was just after the Saint Extreme Points after all.
Chu Qingyun couldn't help but let out a cold laugh. 'Another one after my Saint Extreme Points!'
He swept his gaze across the surroundings and, sure enough, saw quite a few other Level 9 Martial Spirits staring at him, or at least constantly glancing his way.
