77: Not interested

Looking at the twelve-winged golden angel, the short-haired middle-aged man's expression changed dramatically.

He had roamed the Endless Continent for decades and was a very powerful Lord; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to host a city's Lord's Festival.

But even he, facing this terrifying sword, could only feel powerless.

Just as he thought he was doomed, a calm voice resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Birdman, get back to your nest."

As the words fell, a flying sword flew in from afar.

The flying sword was not large, only about three feet long, but it easily blocked the broadsword in the angel's hand.

A tremendous force erupted, causing the surrounding void to twist.

The angel's twelve wings flapped frantically, and its massive body couldn't help but fly backward several hundred meters before it finally stopped.

Whoosh!

A light blue flying sword flew from the distant sky and steadily stopped above the control area.

On the flying sword, a figure stood.

That person was wearing a gray-blue Zhongshan suit, with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the angel.

"Fang Qiong! It's actually you, you old immortal!"

A gasp came from within the angel.

The next moment, the angel gradually faded.

In the position of its original heart, a blond, white-haired old man floated in mid-air, looking at the newcomer with a solemn expression.

Fang Qiong!

Hearing this name, many powerful Lords couldn't help but breathe heavily.

This was a true overlord, the strongest below a Godly Lord!

His most glorious achievement was single-handedly annihilating three twelfth-tier Lords who had ganged up on him.

"Sam Wells, I didn't expect you, a giant of the Free Federation, to come in person. You truly take this seriously."

Fang Qiong looked at the blond old man and smiled slightly.

Hearing this, the short-haired middle-aged man's expression tightened.

He had heard of the name Fang Qiong mentioned.

It was an old man who had lived for nearly two thousand years, nearing the end of his lifespan.

But no one dared to underestimate him, because this person was also an overlord.

Just as Fang Qiong said, this was a giant of the Free Federation.

Wells gazed deeply at Fang Qiong.

He knew that his plan to abduct Li Feng by force had been thwarted.

Not to mention that he was already old and frail, no longer in his prime, and no match for Fang Qiong.

Even if he were stronger than Fang Qiong, it would be useless; the other party only needed to delay for a short while, and the Godly Lord of Dragon Country would be able to intervene.

Thinking of this, he changed his strategy.

"Young man, your name is Li Feng, isn't it? Are you interested in joining my Free Federation? As long as you join my Free Federation, we will provide you with massive resources, top-tier Troops, and even open up recruitment qualifications for an epic-grade tavern for you. As long as you have enough gold coins, you can recruit heroes as much as you want, without any extra fees."

Since force wouldn't work, he would appeal to self-interest.

As Wells' words fell, a collective gasp immediately sounded on the playground.

The conditions Wells offered were extremely generous.

Especially the last one; even powerful Lords like the short-haired middle-aged man were tempted.

Just then, Count Caugh, who had made the first move earlier, also appeared.

He was a black-haired white man, wrapped in a large cloak, with a pair of blood-red eyes intensely fixed on Li Feng.

His strength was even inferior to that of the short-haired middle-aged man, so naturally, it was even more impossible for him to be Fang Qiong's opponent.

However, he also had no intention of making a move.

Instead, he followed Wells' example, offering Li Feng great benefits and sincerely inviting Li Feng to join The Empire of the Setting Sun.

Before Li Feng could reply, one figure after another appeared, all offering generous conditions.

In just over ten minutes, at least dozens of representatives from various countries or international forces appeared.

The conditions they offered, even the worst of them, were enough to make ordinary Lords drool.

Especially some small countries desperately eager for strong individuals, they even promised to use the entire nation's resources to cultivate Li Feng.

At this moment, those Novice Lords who had just returned from the Endless Continent, as well as their parents, all looked at Li Feng with eager eyes, wishing they could take his place.

These conditions were simply too generous; they were tempted.

Fang Qiong also looked at Li Feng, preparing to offer the official conditions of Dragon Country.

Before he could speak, Li Feng had already said loudly:

"I'm sorry, esteemed sirs, but I don't want to join any force or national organization. I just want to develop independently."

Li Feng spoke, rejecting everyone with a single sentence.

There was no free lunch in the world.

If he accepted the resources from these important figures and joined their country or force, it would be equivalent to selling himself to them.

While enjoying the benefits, he would also have to work for them to repay the debt.

Of course, for a "genius" like Li Feng, they would give him extra care and not interfere too much with him.

But ultimately, it was a signed contract of servitude, which Li Feng disliked very much.

Moreover, he was a very casual person and could not accept the constraints of those rules and regulations; it was too uncomfortable.

Therefore, even though some of the conditions offered by these important figures tempted him, he still decisively refused.

Of course, the most crucial point was that Li Feng had enough confidence.

He believed that even without the resources provided by these countries and forces, he could still thrive in the Endless Continent.

He would still rise rapidly, become powerful quickly, and even eventually become invincible in the world!

His words immediately stunned everyone.

Such generous conditions had even tempted these old-timers.

This young man in front of them had refused directly, without any hesitation.

Wells was unwilling to give up and said:

"Young man, you might not know the preciousness of an epic-grade tavern. It has a chance to recruit epic-grade heroes. Ordinary Lords who want to recruit not only need ten times the recruitment cost but also need to make an appointment in advance to apply for qualification."

"And child, you don't need to pay extra, nor do you need to make an appointment in advance to apply for qualification. You just need to gather the principal and you can recruit at any time. This is a benefit that even overlords would envy."

After speaking, Wells stared intently at Li Feng.

In his opinion, Li Feng must not have known the value of an epic-grade tavern before.

Now, after he had explained it further, Li Feng would realize what a huge benefit this was.

Indeed.

After Wells' words fell, all the Novice Lords and their families on the playground immediately swallowed their saliva.

Among them, some indeed did not understand the value of an epic-grade tavern before.

Now, after hearing Wells' explanation, they were immediately entranced.

Many people looked at Li Feng with burning eyes, deeply wishing they could replace Li Feng and accept Wells' conditions.

Isn't it just leaving Dragon Country and joining the Free Federation?

In the face of absolute benefits, these were nothing.

Under everyone's gaze, Li Feng slowly spoke.

"Not interested."

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