Chapter 12795 What Should I Fear?

Chapter 12795 What Should I Fear?

When Ling Xiao inadvertently mentioned the legendary senior, the faces of the four deans instantly became as dark as clouds.

Their faces were like jade carved by time, and now they looked even more gloomy.

They were wearing robes embroidered with the sect's emblem, and the originally gorgeous and solemn attire seemed a little heavy at this moment.

They couldn't help but curse in their hearts, this Ling Xiao kid was indeed cunning, if they really let that senior take action, not only would the four of them be laughed at by the world as incompetents, but the entire Tianxia Association might also face an unprecedented crisis.

Among them, the Grand Master remained silent, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he could take off at any time.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and there was a helpless light in his eyes. Finally, he sighed deeply and broke the silence: "Deacon Zhang, it is indeed you who are wrong in this matter. Pay him compensation, three million middle-grade spirit stones."

When Deacon Zhang heard the words of the Grand Dean, he was stunned. At this moment, he seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move.

These three million mid-grade spirit stones were an astronomical figure to him. He couldn't believe that this was the result of Ling Xiao deliberately blackmailing the trading house.

And the Grand Dean, this elder who was usually extremely dignified and thoughtful, actually agreed to Ling Xiao's request so easily.

Deacon Zhang looked at the Grand Dean, his heart full of doubts and confusion. He didn't understand why the Grand Dean made such a decision. Was he really afraid that the senior would take action? Or was there some other hidden reason?

"You heard it right..." The dean's voice was low and firm, as if it had an irresistible power.

He did not directly answer Deacon Zhang's question, but chose to convey his thoughts and concerns to Deacon Zhang in a secret way. He told Deacon Zhang that the strength of the senior was unfathomable, and if he really angered him, the consequences would be disastrous.

Moreover, this senior has a close relationship with Tianxiahui. If this affects the relationship between the two parties, it will be a huge blow to Tianxiahui. Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, he can only compromise temporarily and compensate Lingxiao with 3 million medium-grade spirit stones.

After listening to the Grand Master's secret message, Deacon Zhang finally understood the reason. Although he was still unwilling, he also knew that this was the best solution at the moment. He sighed deeply and silently accepted this fact.

"Is this true?" After hearing the words of the Grand Master, Deacon Zhang's already nervous expression instantly became solemn. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was under tremendous pressure.

The Grand Dean sighed slightly, his eyes revealing a sense of helplessness and depth.

He spoke slowly, his voice containing a hint of blame and comfort: "Deacon Zhang, this is absolutely true. There is no falsehood. Why do you think we are so protective of that young man? It is because he has a background that we have to pay attention to."

After hearing this, Deacon Zhang's heart was even more turbulent.

He frowned and asked, "But Grand Dean, that's three million mid-grade spirit stones! Such a huge amount is a huge expense even for our trading house. How dare I, a small deacon, make the decision on my own?"

After hearing this, the Grand Master showed a hint of understanding on his face.

He gently patted Deacon Zhang on the shoulder and comforted him, "Deacon Zhang, you don't have to worry too much. I know how to handle this matter, and I will personally explain the situation to your family master. You just need to stay out of it and don't interfere too much. I will solve this problem for you."

"Okay..." Deacon Zhang's voice revealed helplessness and heaviness, his brows were furrowed, as if he was carrying a heavy burden.

He glanced at Ling Xiao coldly, and in those deep eyes, various emotions intertwined. Killing intent surged like an undercurrent, fear was like a dark cloud pressing down on the head, but more of it was an indescribable confusion.

It was really hard for him to understand how this unknown young man, who had just joined the sect not long ago, could find such a powerful backer.
Ling Xiao stood in front of him with a faint smile on his face, as if everything was under his control. This made Deacon Zhang even more uneasy. He felt as if he was being pulled by an invisible force towards an unknown abyss.

Thinking back to the words of the Grand Abbot, Deacon Zhang felt even heavier in his heart.

If the legendary terrifying strong man in the cemetery really exists, and if he really killed the patriarch of the tiger tribe, then it would undoubtedly be a huge threat to the Zhang family.

Although the Zhang family has a certain status in the sect, they are as small as ants when facing such a strong man.

Reluctantly, Deacon Zhang had no choice but to go to the trading house and take out the three million medium-grade spirit stones.

These spiritual stones were piled up like mountains in the trading house, and each one was shining with an attractive light. However, in the eyes of Deacon Zhang, they were like hot potatoes, making him feel extremely heavy.

How could he possibly take out so many spirit stones from his own pocket? These spirit stones were also a huge fortune for him. But now that things had come to this, he could only put the blame on the trading house.

After all, all this was caused by the dispute between the trading house and Ling Xiao.

When Deacon Zhang handed the spirit stone to Ling Xiao, he felt unwilling and helpless. He looked at the indifferent smile on Ling Xiao's face, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He knew that he had lost, and lost completely.

"I hope you can take these spirit stones with peace of mind!" The moment Deacon Zhang turned to leave, the anger in his heart was like a ignited volcano. He gritted his teeth and threatened Ling Xiao in a low voice.

He almost forced out these words, as if every word was like ice chips squeezed out from between his teeth, cold and piercing. He felt that his chest was filled with resentment, as if he was tightly bound by an invisible force, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Ling Xiao just smiled slightly, his eyes flashing with determination, as if everything was within his expectations. He didn't care about Deacon Zhang's threats, and even had a bit of contempt.

He knew that since he dared to offend these people, he was already prepared to face their revenge. The corners of his mouth curved up slightly, as if to say: "Come on, I, Ling Xiao, have nothing to fear?"

The Grand Dean witnessed all of this. He sighed and looked at Deacon Zhang's disappearing figure with a frown on his face.

He turned to Ling Xiao and said earnestly, "Ling Xiao, although you have gained a small advantage, you have also offended the Zhang family, one of the four major families in the Tianxia Association. They are powerful and ruthless, and the consequences will be disastrous."

Ling Xiao glanced at the Grand Dean nonchalantly, his eyes revealing a fearlessness and determination.