Doumu Yuanjun laughed instead of getting angry and said, "Taoist Friend Ji, it seems I guessed wrong. Your true identity is not among those bald rogues. If it were those bald rogues, they wouldn't give up partnering with me to ascend the Other Shore for a group of mortal All Spirits who don't worship them."
Ji Jingqiu said calmly, "So all of you fell from the True Spirit Heavenly Rank."
Doumu Yuanjun's expression immediately turned icy cold.
No one knows how long it took before Doumu's expression returned to normal, with a hint of regret:
"It seems that you and I ultimately couldn't reach a consensus. Although I anticipated it, I held a sliver of hope. Taoist Friend Ji, you disappointed me."
"Different ideals make for no common cause." Ji Jingqiu's tone remained calm as always.
Even though there was regret and pity, Doumu Yuanjun still showed an expression of appreciation:
