"Loyalty."
Ye Xiaoxiao repeated the word softly, her gaze fixed deeply on Quan Yi's expression.
She suddenly withdrew the sympathy she had felt for Quan Yi.
"The word may be small, but it covers everything.
Little friend, you're even greedier than I imagined."
Ye Xiaoxiao laughed helplessly, yet strangely enough, Quan Yi's demand instead made her feel at ease.
Because as long as she knew the other party's intentions and needs, she could formulate a more advantageous strategy.
Quan Yi felt how smoothly their exchange was going, and inwardly sighed at Ye Xiaoxiao's wisdom.
And when dealing with intelligent people, being direct and sincere sometimes produced greater results.
Quan Yi's expression turned solemn. He decided to lay all his cards openly on the table.
"I, Quan Yi, have a dream.
To realize that dream, I need the help and support of more people. If the Ye family can lend me its strength, it will surely help me move faster toward that unreachable dream."
When he said those words, countless streams of light flickered in Quan Yi's eyes. The strongest, most sincere emotions in his heart were revealed completely through his gaze.
Ye Lingling's curiosity was strongly aroused by Quan Yi, and she could not help asking, "What is your dream?"
After seeing Quan Yi so easily resolve the Martial Soul problem that had troubled the Ye family for generations, Quan Yi had almost become a godlike existence in Ye Lingling's mind.
Yet such a Quan Yi had a dream that was difficult even for him to reach. What exactly could make even him feel it was hard?
Quan Yi smiled and shook his head. "If a matter isn't kept secret, it won't succeed.
Besides, we haven't formally established any relationship yet. How could I tell you about this?"
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