"I've said before that I, Dan Feng, will never join any sect in my lifetime."
Shan Feng shook his sleeves and turned around expressionlessly.
"Just go away. Don't come to me. We don't need to make this deal."
Tang Feng was not anxious even though he was rejected by him.
He curled his lips and slowly told his situation.
"President Shan Feng, please don't be impatient. I wonder if you are interested in listening to my story."
Shanfeng neither agreed nor refused.
Tang Feng walked up to him and spoke softly.
"My real name is Tang Feng, and I'm a natural loser in cultivation..."
"Since then, I have established my own sect..."
"A month ago, I got a magical weapon..."
Tang Feng slowly told Shan Feng about his recent experiences.
"Because of this divine weapon, my Soul Suo Sect was completely slaughtered by those so-called major sects. Not a single one survived!"
When Tang Feng said the last sentence, every word was pierced by tears, and there was only deep hatred in his eyes.
From the moment Shan Feng heard Tang Feng's real name, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
He knew the man's name; he was the one who had taken the artifact.
The further he listened, the heavier Shan Feng's expression became.
He knew why Tang Feng told him his story...
Because they are the same people...
Their goals are the same...
He closed his eyes, hiding the sadness in his eyes.
He loosened his clenched fists, opened his eyes, and suddenly interrupted Tang Feng.
"Okay, I agree, but I have a question for you."
Tang Feng stopped talking and looked at him.
"Tang Feng, how much do you know about me?"
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