"Black Crow Daoist, you're truly shameless!"
"To act this way as a senior martial artist!"
Just then, another grey-robed elder emerged, walking with powerful strides.
"Aren't you ashamed?"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Black Crow Daoist's expression faltered, showing a trace of embarrassment. "Wang Feng, what I do has nothing to do with you!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Wang Feng sneered. "Indeed, it has nothing to do with me. Furthermore, I don't wish to have anything to do with you!"
"What you're doing now is utterly disgusting!"
"Disgusting your mother!" Black Crow Daoist stood up and directly insulted Wang Feng.
Wang Feng did not respond, merely sneering.
Black Crow Daoist then added, "Young man, this dog is after your Fire Spirit Ganoderma!"
Chen Fan cast a glance at the two men before him and said coldly, "Aren't you both after the Fire Spirit Ganoderma?"
"Uh… yes…" Black Crow Daoist didn't try to hide anything, readily admitting, "We are indeed after the Fire Spirit Ganoderma!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Fan looked at the old man with new interest; this old fellow was quite amusing.
Then, Chen Fan added, "Therefore, no matter what schemes you hatch, they won't work on me. Give up!"
Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Young man, the Fire Spirit Ganoderma is not something you can control!"
"Hand it over!"
Chen Fan chuckled at this, his eyes filled with amusement.
At this moment, Black Crow Daoist grumbled to Wang Feng, "Heh… old man, stop pretending. You think you can control it? If you could, you would have gone down and taken it already…"
Wang Feng spoke slowly, "Old man, if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!"
"Say one more word, and I'll chop you with one palm!"
Black Crow Daoist was unfazed, casually saying, "Heh… come on, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
"You dog!"
As soon as words failed, Black Crow Daoist was ready to make a move.
Wang Feng had no intention of fighting with Black Crow Daoist, choosing to ignore him and speaking to Chen Fan, "Young man, don't listen to this old charlatan's words. Let's talk, what do you say?"
Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged. "As I said, I have nothing to discuss with you. I retrieved the Fire Spirit Ganoderma from below; it belongs to me!"
"If you want it, you can come and snatch it!"
This was Chen Fan's attitude, cold and unyielding.
Wang Feng hadn't expected Chen Fan to be so stubborn. He took a deep breath, a hint of anger surfacing, and narrowed his eyes. "So, you insist on being my enemy?"
An Ye interjected, retorting coldly, "Old man, do you think we should be afraid of you?"
"You… you truly are arrogant!"
At this point, Wang Feng spoke chillingly, his demeanor suggesting he was about to make a move.
An Ye, however, was unconcerned. "So what if we're arrogant?"
"If you have the guts, try and make a move!"
Black Crow Daoist, at this moment, chose to remain silent, observing the situation.
He had other plans,
Preparing to pick up any benefits…
Wang Feng, also an old hand, his gaze fell upon Black Crow Daoist.
A flicker of doubt arose in his mind; why wasn't this old fellow making a move?
Seeing Wang Feng's gaze, Black Crow Daoist directly cursed at him, "What are you looking at? Look again, and I'll dig your eyeballs out!"
"…"
Wang Feng was speechless again, frustration rising within him, and a killing intent began to surge.
His purpose in coming to Qingyuan Mountain this time was for the Fire Spirit Ganoderma; he wouldn't leave empty-handed like this.