Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Negotiation (4)

“Clang!”

Just when Yang Shaoling was about to draw his sword and stand up, someone jumped ahead.

Tan Yu pulled out his own sword, slapped it heavily on the table, and said coldly, “Sect master Yang, why are you so angry? Didn’t you come to talk about things? Since you are here to talk about things, then you should be talking and talking alone!”

Yang Shaoling glanced at the sword on the table before sitting down heavily. He stared at Tang Fei, and said in a cold tone, “Boy Tang, I never thought I still underestimated you. You are so young, but you have so many thoughts, it’s really surprising!”

Tang Fei answered in the same unkind tone, “Heavens, sect master Yang is overpraising me too much! Even if this Tang has many thoughts, he will only use them on things that are above board. It is nothing compared to sect master Yang, who only uses things and means that can only be under the table!”

There seemed to be sparks in the eyes of the two people. Even the disciples of the three sects standing tens of meters away can feel the strong murderous intent between the two.

Bei Chuyan frowned, realizing that her master seemed to have been led astray by the other party’s words. After she coughed lightly, she said, “Holy Lord Tang, the master of our sect came here with sincerity. But you, your Excellency, keep saying nonsense words again and again. What is the purpose of this?”

Tang Fei glanced at her, and said coldly, “Do you have a place to speak here? If you think there is something wrong with my words, then how about I take people to kill your Chongyang Sword Sect just like you did, and then we will sit down and talk about it again?”

Tan Yu on the side is like an old monk in samadhi at this time, his eyes looking at his nose, his nose watching his mouth, and his mouth full of concern, as if everything that happened in front of him has nothing to do with him.

But the action he took with the sword just now has already explained his position and role sitting here.

So Bei Chuyan really couldn’t say, ‘Kill us if you have the ability.’

But Bei Chuyan still wanted to fight for it again, “Since Holy Lord Tang is willing to sit down and discuss, he must not want the two factions to continue to conflict, leading to the loss of life? If so, why not open the floodgates and speak frankly?”

Tang Fei sneered and said, “Then tell me, what counts as ‘sincerity’ and what counts as ‘nonsense’!”

After pondering for a moment, Bei Chuyan decided to play the first hole card of the Chongyang Sword Sect, “Tang Saint Lord should know that the four major sects of Beizhou have stood side by side for thousands of years, and they are connected with each other. The battle of Ziqing Sacred Land was nothing more than a misunderstanding in the final analysis. As we all know, the chief culprit of this misunderstanding is your disciple Chu Qing. Our Chongyang Sword Sect, like your Ziqing Sacred Land, suffered Chu Qing’s deception. Our sect also deeply regrets the loss of your Ziqing Sacred Land. Therefore, within the scope of our ability, our sect is also willing to make some compensation for the Ziqing Sacred Land.”

It has to be said that what Bei Chuyan said was neither humble nor overbearing, and was well-founded. Although Ziqing Sacred Land was the victim, if it was a matter of reason, he couldn’t find anything to refute the other party.

Of course, there is another option, which is to directly flip the table and deal with the Chongyang Sword Sect. With Tiangang Sword Sect and Ziqing Sacred Land joining forces, it is not difficult to imagine.

But Tang Fei knew that some friendships should not be overused, and it would be easy to use up the friendship if overused.

It is easy to take down the Chongyang Sword Sect, but the Tiangang Sword Sect will surely end up with injured or killed disciples.

Even if the Tiangang Sword Sect didn’t say anything, they would definitely be unhappy in their hearts.

So this choice actually didn’t exist for Tang Fei.

But for Bei Chuyan’s words, Tang Fei had room to argue.

He glanced at Bei Chuyan calmly, and suddenly asked, “Miss Bei, how many years have you joined the Chongyang Sword Sect?”

Bei Chuyan frowned and said, “It’s been thirteen years since I joined the sect.”

“So how old are you now?”

“Just nineteen.”

Although she didn’t understand why Tang Fei asked such questions, Bei Chuyan could only answer them one by one.

Tang Fei nodded, and said, “Nineteen years old, thirteen years of practice, to be able to cultivate to the Divine Transformation realm, one can be regarded as a talent with good aptitude.” ɽ

“The Holy Lord has overpraised.”

Tang Fei suddenly said, “Miss Bei, I wonder if you would like to consider leaving the Chongyang Sword Sect to join my Ziqing Sacred Land?”

Tang Fei’s words were thoughtless, but Bei Chuyan couldn’t help but widen her eyes. She asked in surprise, “What does Holy Lord Tang mean by this? This disciple really doesn’t understand.”

Tang Fei smiled slightly. Instead of answering Bei Chuyan’s words, he turned to Yang Shaoling and said, “Sect master Yang, I have a suggestion.”

Yang Shaoling said coldly, “Say it!”

Tang Fei said in an extremely serious tone, “If sect master Yang is willing to gift this girl to me, then I am willing to reduce the compensation of Chongyang Sword Sect!”

Bei Chuyan was shocked, and was about to speak when Yang Shaoling asked, “Really?”

Bei Chuyan was about to say something, but she immediately swallowed it back into her stomach.

Although Yang Shaoling’s tone was flat, how could Bei Chuyan, who had been a disciple under him since childhood, not understand the meaning of his words?

She suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and she no longer wanted to say anything.