28: Chapter 28: The Petty Man is Like a Ghost 28: Chapter 28: The Petty Man is Like a Ghost “I agree.”
Mo Changhen pondered for a moment and nodded.
The Royal Orchid Grass was not the only one; if they could really obtain it, giving one to Chu Fengmian wouldn’t be a problem.
After all, if they waited for the experts from Wu Sheng Academy to arrive, and during this time others discovered the Royal Orchid Grass, they might end up with none at all.
Seeing Mo Changhen nod, Yun Jialan and Yue Zhanqing also nodded in agreement.
Their group had always followed Mo Changhen’s lead, and besides, Chu Fengmian had indeed saved their lives just now.
One Royal Orchid Grass was enough to repay the favor.
Now only Wang He seemed hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.
However, seeing everyone agree, he could only reluctantly nod, indicating his agreement.
“Alright, let’s not delay any further; let’s get going quickly.
Otherwise, it would be bad if someone else discovered it.”
Seeing everyone in agreement, Hao Lan hurriedly spoke.
Everyone then swallowed several healing pills, recuperated from their injuries, and quickly departed.
“There’s one more thing.”
Just as they were about to leave, Chu Fengmian suddenly spoke up.
This left the other five somewhat puzzled, especially Wang He, who already looked somewhat impatient in his eyes.
He originally didn’t want Chu Fengmian to share the Royal Orchid Grass, and seeing Chu Fengmian had more to say, his impatience grew.
“I have had a feud with someone from Wu Sheng Academy.
If I go with you, I might bring trouble upon you.
You should think it over carefully.”
He didn’t intend to hide the conflict with the junior hall master from Wu Yan Hall, as Chu Fengmian had caused it, and he didn’t want to burden the others.
“People from Wu Sheng Academy?”
Hearing Chu Fengmian speak, the expressions on the faces of the five changed somewhat.
Mo Changhen was the first to inquire.
Even if it was someone from Wu Sheng Academy, there were different levels of significance.
If it was just an ordinary disciple, with their status, they wouldn’t need to care at all.
“I don’t know his name, but he said he was the junior hall master of Wu Yan Hall.”
Chu Fengmian spoke, remembering only so much from this body’s past memories—they knew of Wu Sheng Academy’s existence but weren’t familiar with the intricate details within.
“The junior hall master of Wu Yan Hall?
Mo Changhen blurted out, seemingly having immediately realized who it was.
Always starting trouble; if it’s anyone, it’s that useless wretch.”
Hao Lan commented coldly from the side, clearly having no fondness for Ding Hao.
“Correct, that guy is indeed here in the Primeval Mountain Range on a training excursion, though he calls it training.
He brought a bunch of servants with him; he’s basically just having a holiday.”
Mo Changhen also said coldly.
With Ding Hao’s reputation in Wu Sheng Academy, he was notorious.
“Don’t worry, Brother Chu.
Even if Ding Hao shows up, just say you’re our friend.
I, Mo Changhen, would like to see what he can do.”
Mo Changhen glanced at Chu Fengmian and spoke with no concern.
Especially when it came to Ding Hao, there was a tone of disdain in the voices of this group of people, which also left Chu Fengmian somewhat surprised.
After all, Ding Hao was a young Hall Master of a branch in the Wusheng Academy, yet this group seemed to be utterly dismissive of him.
It appeared that the status of this group within the Wusheng Academy was not low; at least, those who could become Inner Sect Disciples would have some influence.
Chu Fengmian thought to himself.
To be an Inner Sect Disciple of the Wusheng Academy was no easy task; ordinarily, martial artists might manage to enter the Wusheng Academy as External Disciples, which was already quite difficult, but the Inner Sect was reserved for the truly gifted talents.
Aside from those genuine prodigies, many Inner Sect Disciples were also children of the prominent families of the Wusheng Academy or the progeny of the Hall Masters of the Academy’s many branches.
“Brother Chu, don’t worry; if Ding Hao dares to bother you, I’ll handle him,”
Hao Lan said with a big laugh.
“Let’s go, to that pond should be our priority.”
“Right, the Imperial Luan Grass is more important; let’s hurry.”
The group quickly set off, heading toward the location of the pond.
In the wilderness of the mountain range, danger lurked everywhere; even seemingly ordinary places could hide highly dangerous beasts.
After asking for specific directions to the pond, Chu Fengmian took the lead, guiding the group.
All along the way, with Chu Fengmian walking at the front, he could occasionally overhear the conversations of the people behind him.
“Brother Mo, why did you agree to give that kid the Imperial Luan Grass?
You know how precious it is; placed within the Wusheng Academy, it could be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of Contribution Points,”
Wang He muttered, sneaking a glance at Chu Fengmian, and upon seeing him at the forefront, he turned to Mo Changhen and said.
“In my opinion, he’s not a disciple of any major power; giving him some small favor should suffice.
An Imperial Luan Grass seems like a bit too much waste, doesn’t it?”
Hao Lan indignantly interjected upon hearing Wang He’s words.
“Wang He, what you’re saying is not quite right; Brother Chu just saved us, doesn’t an Imperial Luan Grass equal the lives of our five people?”
“It’s not that; sure, he saved our lives, and we can repay him when we get back to the Wusheng Academy, but an Imperial Luan Grass, isn’t that too high a price?”
Wang He’s words were filled with greed; an Imperial Luan Grass was truly priceless, and the thought of giving away one for free pained his heart.
“Junior Brother Wang, don’t say anymore; I have already agreed to this matter.
An Imperial Luan Grass, it’s just to repay Brother Chu for saving our lives,”
Mo Changhen replied calmly.
“That’s right, Brother Wang, you’re being a little too stingy.
Aren’t our lives worth more than a piece of Spiritual Medicine?”
Yun Jialan, who had been silent, spoke up as well, evidently dissatisfied with Wang He’s remarks.
Wang He knew he couldn’t say anything more, as everyone was targeting him; he just snorted coldly and silently walked away.
“You people don’t understand the value of the Imperial Luan Grass!”
“All of you targeting me!”
He surely saw what our status was and wants to gain some benefits!”
Wang He thought bitterly as he walked at the end of the group.
Wang He’s conversation with the others, though spoken softly, was still heard by Chu Fengmian.
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Chu Fengmian’s mouth.
Many martial artists valued interests above everything, and for the sake of resources, they would resort to any means necessary; Wang He was clearly one of this type.
But no matter how resentful he was in his heart, it had nothing to do with Chu Fengmian, and the Imperial Luan Grass was rightfully Chu Fengmian’s.
However, if Wang He dared to cause trouble in secret, Chu Fengmian would not be polite.
“I won’t offend others if they don’t offend me, but if someone offends me, I must retaliate,” that was always Chu Fengmian’s principle.