Feng Qingyang's expression was solemn as he flatly refused.
Although he did not know what grudges these two had, within the sect, the talents from the Northern Region absolutely could not come to harm.
"Hehe, Elder Feng, the Sect Leader has already agreed to this, so there's no need for you to worry," the elder said with a laugh, still beaming as he shook a token in his hand.
Feng Qingyang's face went through several changes, recognizing that the other party had come prepared, having already obtained consent from the Sect Leader. His role was merely a formality.
Watching Li Xiaobai's delighted expression below, he became so frustrated he could barely contain himself. Damn it, others are trying to set you up, and you're even helping them count the money; just how did you cultivate such a brain?
But now that the Sect Leader had spoken, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.