Jingping said, "This friend, we are disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, and as the saying goes, within the four seas, all are brothers. Since we have met today, it is fate. Please accept these three Blood Ginsengs with a smile."
Although he was extremely unwilling, Jingping knew that these people were simply untouchable. He took out three Blood Ginsengs and handed them to Zuo Haoyang, hoping to save the other two.
The disciples from Heavenly Repair Peak were furious, but they had no choice—without sufficient strength, they could only suffer humiliation.
"Slap..."
To his surprise, Zuo Haoyang raised his right hand and fiercely slapped Jingping on the face.
Jingping's body was flung five or six meters away, crashing to the ground, spewing a mouthful of blood, half of his face swollen from the slap, his head reeling with dizziness, struggling to stand up for a long while.
