"Ah, no need, no need..."
Spirit Ink Immortal King and Ren An Demon King weren't fools; they could hear the subtext in his words.
Clearly, he wasn't genuinely thankful.
"Yes, it's needed." Brother Cheng was exceedingly enthusiastic.
The two of them and the Immortal Kings behind them waved their hands repeatedly: "There's really no need, Elder Jiang is too courteous."
"No, no, it's what you all deserve."
The more he acted like this, the more everyone felt something was amiss.
"No, no, we feel unworthy of such a favor."
"We never seek anything in return for our good deeds."
Brother Cheng wasn't having it: "Whether you want something in return is your business, I must express my gratitude."
This was too unusual, Spirit Ink and Ren An felt something was very wrong.
The two cupped their hands repeatedly: "We have felt your attitude, goodbye, goodbye..."
Clang!
