章 143: Hypocrite

Netherworld's heart trembled when he looked at the young man with fluttering robes and who was as elegant as an immortal who had transcended worldliness. He also had the Hundred-battle Saber which looked very aggressive. 

Netherworld did not know whether it was because that person stood on a higher ground or because of his ability to send the monk flying with two slashes, but he could not bring out the relaxed and arrogant manner he had when he faced Heaven Descendants Sect. In fact, he was slightly affected by the other's presence, and a faint sense of inferiority rose within his heart. 

When he sensed the faint and subtle change in his heart, Netherworld's expression darkened, and he sucked in a deep breath before he asked loudly, "Sir, are you willing to sell us the brocade box? Please give Class One Hall a clear answer."

What he did not know was that at that moment, Happy's emotions were incredibly complicated.