Chu Zheng's tone was genuinely sincere, portraying a cultivator from the lower realm who suddenly faced a colossal opportunity and needed time to digest and calm his emotions, perfectly.
Beside him, Xue Qing understood the meaning in Chu Zheng's words, and she slightly lowered her eyelids to hide the coldness in her eyes, cupping her hands in a respectful gesture.
Xu Menghan seemed gentle, but in Chu Zheng's eyes, she was even more dangerous than someone like Zhao Qingchen.
Calling it friendship was nothing more than a subtle manipulation, giving generous gifts to win over one's heart.
Winning the heart is paramount.
Xu Menghan's methods were clearly superior to Zhao Qingchen's, yet not limitless. That pride of a clan member, even if not expressed, was still obvious in Chu Zheng's perception.
So he could not directly refuse her to her face.
