However, Ning Lang raised his chin, shook his sleeves and said, "The name is just a code name, so let's not mention it."
Upon seeing this, some people from that family frowned secretly, looking displeased, while others simply turned gloomy, thinking that these young men were too ungrateful.
A Yuanying cultivator gave his surname and asked the other person's name, but he didn't tell him? What kind of joke is this
Only a few people had expressionless faces and watched quietly.
Even the Nascent Soul cultivator only paused for a moment after hearing Ning Lang's words, and said with a smile: "Okay then! Everyone, take a break. I'll have someone take out the gold coins and magic tools."
Having said that, he turned around and whispered a few words to a few people. Not long after, a Qiankun bag was handed to the Nascent Soul cultivator, who passed it to Ning Lang.
"Sir, here are five million gold coins and five magical weapons for self-defense. Please accept them."
"Ah? Five million gold coins and five self-defense magic weapons? That's too much!" Ning Lang said as he looked at him.
"Hehe, Lin hopes to make friends with you. You should accept this little extra money without hesitation! In fact, compared with your risking your lives to save me, this little money is really nothing. If you come to the Lin Mansion in the imperial city of a first-class country, Lin will entertain you and treat you as honored guests."
The people of that family were surprised to see that their great elder was so polite in speaking to them and even gave them so many gold coins and magical instruments as gifts, but they did not ask any further questions and just looked at the five people.
Apart from being a little younger, having better looks and temperament, and being a little braver, there's nothing special about these five people. So why does the Great Elder treat them differently
After hearing what the Nascent Soul cultivator said, the few people who were resting nearby also looked over there, but did not say anything. Instead, they took out their water bags and drank a few sips of water to quench their thirst, while waiting for Ning Lang to finish dealing with the matter.
After hearing what the Nascent Soul cultivator said, Ning Lang patted his belly lightly with his fingers, tilted his head and thought for a while, then reached out to take it: "Okay then! Since Senior Lin is so polite, then we won't refuse. Hehehe, I don't like other things, but I can't resist money and the like."
After he took the Qiankun bag, he checked it in front of him before putting it into the space. Then, he said to them, "Then we'll take our leave. We'll see you again someday."
Having said that, he left with Feng Jiu and the others one after another. Not long after, he disappeared from those people's sight.
"Great Elder, this kid is too presumptuous. He even opened the Qiankun bag to check it in front of you. He is so rude, why do you still treat him with such courtesy?"
"That's right. There are only five of them, and their strength is only at the foundation-building stage. If we were to attack them, they would not survive at all."
"These people are really too presumptuous. The Great Elder has already given his surname and asked for their names, but they still ignored him."
"Okay."
A low and majestic voice came out from the mouth of the great elder, carrying with it a Nascent Soul pressure, which immediately made them all shut their mouths, and no one dared to speak again.
"Do you think these people are easy to bully? Can they be killed at will?" The Great Elder turned around with his hands behind his back, glanced at the people behind him, and said, "You don't have any luck, right? Don't you know that the spiritual energy in our bodies has not yet recovered?"