It sounded like the Empress Dowager was not very satisfied with the Necromancer in the Endless Desert.
Wu Heng said, "If I lose the bet, you'll still need to find a Necromancer. For a Necromancer wraith, the Endless Desert is the best choice."
"Stop pretending to care. As long as you keep your promise and let me leave if you lose, that's enough. The rest is none of your business." The Empress Dowager's face was full of disdain, as if telling him not to meddle.
Wu Heng took a sip of tea and said, "I keep my word. If you lose, don't you dare go back on it."
"Hmph!" The Empress Dowager crossed her arms. "Don't sound so confident. If you can't find it when the time comes, don't cry like a child."
"Of course I'm confident. I already have a lead," Wu Heng said calmly.
The Empress Dowager drifted closer and stared straight into his eyes. Enunciating every word, she said, "A bet is a bet. You are not allowed to hand me over to anyone else."
"Don't worry. That Necromancer is only coming to the island to discuss cooperation. I never intended to hand you over in the first place." Wu Heng smiled.
The Empress Dowager froze, then glanced at Granda and Beni, who were smiling not far away. Her embarrassment turned into anger. She shot Wu Heng a vicious glare and dove straight back into the Demon Soul Pot.
Granda flew over. "Why do you always provoke her?"
"She brought it up first." Wu Heng glanced at the Demon Soul Pot. "Tomorrow, we'll go look for the old site she mentioned."
"Mm. We shouldn't drag it out too long." Granda nodded.
Hmph!
Another disdainful snort came from within the Demon Soul Pot.
Wu Heng checked the time,