"New member? I never agree with joining whatever organization you have here," Bu Zheng said.
"When you choose to go through that door, you already made your decision to be a member," Amon said. "You are either a member or leave this place as a corpse."
Bu Zheng frowned upon hearing that. A pressuring aura radiated from him. He said, "Are you sure about that? I know you are at the Beginning Mystic Stage. I am much stronger than you. Don't think you can win against me even with the others backing you."
Amon grinned. "I know you are at the Peak Mystic Stage. Still, I can defeat you if I go all out, and I say that not because I am relying on the others to help me fight."
Bu Zheng eyed Amon with a mixed expression. He could hear and see the confidence in Amon's voice and face. The young man truly believed he could win despite possessing a much weaker cultivation.
"I will let that slide, considering I owe you my freedom," Bu Zheng said. He retracted his aura.
