"Long Shitian! Since it was Zhu Yin Kui who slapped him, it should be returned by him!"
Zhu Tianmo blocked Long Shitian, his old face extremely gloomy.
"Old Clan Leader, saying it like this is not right. Zhu Yin Kui is a Three-Star Saint Emperor, while my friend is just a Seven Stars Saint King. Returning the slap to Zhu Yin Kui won't affect him at all," Feng Wuchen said with a faint smile.
After a pause, Feng Wuchen continued, "And don't forget my friend was captured by them and almost killed. If Elder Zhuchenxin disagrees, then compensate us. Anyway, you are an Alchemist, you must have some, and you probably don't need them. With your level of alchemist skills, you can't refine space artifacts anyway."
"You!" Zhuchenxin roared with anger, his old face extremely ferocious.
"Elder Zhuchenxin, don't feel defiant. You truly can't refine them. Keeping them is indeed useless," Feng Wuchen added another blow, seemingly not resting until he infuriated Zhuchenxin.
