"So, Yan Yue told you about me, huh. Tch... no wonder you are acting too friendly. So, you need my help."
Bai Cangming chugged down the entire cup of wine before placing it heavily on the wooden desk, his eyes focused on Zhiran.
"Haha... don't say that. You are my elder; of course, I will be friendly."
But Zhiran showed no surprise; he laughed lightly before filling the cup once again. He had been doing it for a while now.
He had to say Elder Bai was really good in this aspect. He seemed unaffected after almost drinking all the wines in this jar.
"Tch... no need to act, you brat. You were so rude even when you were just a Qi condensation cultivator, why will you be respectful all of a sudden?"
Elder Bai rolled his eyes, picked up the cup from the desk, and finally asked,
"So, what do you want from me? Do you want me to accept you as a disciple or what?"
He asked with an amused look.
"No... Elder, that isn't necessary. I have no interest in that."
