The story of Yao Lin
"Rich brother Xia, did you mean what you said?" The man asked curiously as he leaned in, resting his chin on his hand.
"Huh? About what?" Fu Jie asked in confusion although he somewhat had an idea of what the man was referring to.
Chuanfu smiled as he responded without any sense of hesitation, "When you said you wanted to try out becoming a demonic cultivator instead."
Fu Jie was silent for a minute before he broke out laughing hysterically, "I was joking! I was joking! Hahaha... Why would I wanna do that if I'm already part of the maple passion pavilion? That's so funny!"
"But didn't you just say that being a demonic cultivator looks more promising?" The man tilted his head as he asked with a tone and expression that couldn't be deciphered.
Fu Jie smiled thinly as he heard this, "Brother Chuanfu, what do you think? Is it better to be a demonic cultivator?"