For now, the only question was what method he could use to control Lai Er and keep him from daring to defect.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Heng still had no clue.
The most common way to control someone was poison, but he had none on him. Yang Heng found himself in a bind.
Then, a flash of inspiration struck his mind, and Yang Heng instantly had an idea.
He decided to throw the question back at Lai Er. If Lai Er could not convince him, then he could only kill him.
He would not keep someone he could not control by his side.
"You want to pledge yourself to me?" Yang Heng knowingly asked, looking at Lai Er, who was still kneeling on the ground and kowtowing.
Lai Er was overjoyed when he heard this. He knew that since Yang Heng had spoken, he intended to take him under his wing.
He nodded frantically. Blood streamed down his forehead and dripped incessantly; the harder his head bobbed, the faster the blood fell, pattering onto the ground.
"Yes, I wish to pledge myself to you," Lai Er said bluntly.
After a pause, his eyes rolled, and the actor within him possessed his body. He squeezed out a tear; together with the conspicuous blood on his cheeks, it was hard not to feel pity at the sight.
Lai Er said with heartfelt sincerity:
"Er has wandered for many years and encountered you twice, Young Master. I know your talent is extraordinary, and that you will surely achieve great things in the future. Er hopes to follow you and build merit and establish achievements.
"Er knows his strength is meager, but I can use my body to shield you from flying arrows and cold arrows shot from the shadows."
"I beg