The private room in the hotel was quiet, Luo Yang didn't turn on the speaker, but almost everyone present could hear clearly.
Zhu Zishan's eyes widened in apprehension, merely wanting to know what Wuweizi was about to say.
So Luo Yang simply turned on the speaker.
Wuweizi's tone grew increasingly heated: "Did you kill the Blood General, or did you capture them?"
Seeing with my own eyes, all four Blood Generals were killed by Little Huizi.
Luo Yang teased, "What if I captured them?"
Suddenly, Wuweizi's voice rose several decibels.
"If you release the Blood General, we can still have a proper discussion!" he threatened.
"If you speak nicely to me, then I might consider," Luo Yang replied indifferently.
The other end of the phone fell silent for a long while.
"State your demands!" Wuweizi said.
With the four Blood Generals gone, Luo Yang couldn't even make a demand if he wanted to.
However, he swiftly thought of a condition.
