Hearing the words of the Blue Blood Venerable, Fang Ze couldn't help but laugh.
Just a "merchant"? Just "doing business"? Mission failed, return to retrieve the weapon?
Goodness. Even a capitalist society dominated by merchants wouldn't dare to fantasize like this: renting out weapons that became enemy trophies and still being able to rely on face to get them back!
For a moment, Fang Ze didn't know if it was customs from the Outer Realm, if the Blue Blood Venerable was too naive, or if.... the Blue Blood Venerable's power stood at the top of the world, so he acted recklessly and without concern.
However, even if the Blue Blood Venerable's power was strong, it didn't mean Fang Ze had to bow to him: other demigods lived together with the Blue Blood Venerable in the Outer Realm and had to endure out of necessity, but Fang Ze didn't have to!
Wanting to take back what was in his hands, that's too naive!
The worst-case scenario, if he couldn't win, he'd flee!
