Wang Anxin had been persuading for quite a while, yet there had been no reaction from the other side, not even the initial curses.
He stopped to have a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and was about to continue his persuasion when the voice of the Chi Mei Demon Master suddenly came from the other side: "I'm not opposed to betraying. But I also need to plan and ensure my future. You must agree to one condition."
Wang Anxin's heart filled with joy: "Please tell me."
The voice of Chi Mei Demon Master was deep and serious: "If the Clan Leader of your Wang family, Wang Shouzhe, is willing to take me as a concubine and ensure my safety and livelihood for the future, then I wouldn't be opposed to helping you against Demon Lord Xietong."
Wang Anxin broke out in a cold sweat.
A chill ran down his neck as if great grandmother's fearsomely cold Longsword was already upon his throat.
Chi Mei senior, isn't it good to be alive?
