Pit of Sorrow.
Atop a steep cliff, Yuan Qingzang was happily chatting with Green Robe.
Well, at least it appeared so on the surface.
Yuan Qingzang was enthusiastically talking away, while Green Robe listened impatiently with a cold face.
The power disparity between the two resulted in this strange scene.
"Actually, there's no need for our two clans to fight to the death these years. We need your Thunder Absorption Stones, just as you need the Green Sky Wood from the Sky Dome Tower Forest."
"Sage Beifeng is too stubborn, but not you. You can choose to cooperate with the Sky Dome Tower Forest!"
"Yes, I've left, but now Yuan Shiqi is in charge over there, and isn't he a friend of yours? You could sit down and have a chat, just like we are now."
Green Robe twitched his mouth, speechless.
What does he mean by friend?
The few battles he had with Yuan Shiqi nearly cost each other's lives.
And sit down to chat?
