Within the secluded, dimly lit cave, Zhang Tie's gaze remained fixed on the unconscious girl. His eyes held a trace of conflict, and he unconsciously swallowed.
The girl's skin was as frosty and fair as snow, flawless like fine jade. Though her beauty might not have been enough to topple kingdoms, she was still extraordinarily seductive, as radiant as peach blossoms in full bloom. Her figure was slender and graceful, like a flower swaying gently in the breeze after rain.
Zhang Tie slowly moved closer, unable to suppress the urge to reach out and touch her. However, just as he approached, he keenly noticed her eyelids twitch slightly.
"Since you're awake, tell me. Where is the mid-grade spirit vein?" Zhang Tie abruptly stopped, his voice icy.
The girl opened her eyes, and despair spread across her face. She could clearly feel that her dantian had been tightly sealed, her spiritual energy completely gone. At that moment, she was like fish on a chopping block, left to be butchered by others.
She raised her head and looked at Zhang Tie with fearful eyes. In a voice as weak as a thread, she said, "I can't explain it clearly, but I can take you there. But you have to let me go."
"Do you think you're qualified to negotiate? You lured the Crimson Sun Sect here, causing me to lose twenty-four tokens and make enemies of the Crimson Sun Sect. The fact that I haven't killed you already is the greatest mercy I can show you. You'd better obey. If you really lead me to the mid-grade spirit vein and put me in a good mood, I might consider sparing your life." Zhang Tie snorted coldly.
"If you let me go, I'm willing to be your servant, to work myself to the