Jiang Ming heard Six-Tails' despairing words and stepped forward. "Not necessarily, Six-Tails."
"Young man, who are you?" Six-Tails turned to look at Jiang Ming, whom Three-Tails had brought, his face full of confusion.
"I am Jiang Ming, a disciple of Qingyun Da Zhu Peak. I came to make a deal with you." Jiang Ming stared intently at Six-Tails, his expression utterly serious.
Six-Tails looked into Jiang Ming's sincere, earnest eyes, still deeply puzzled. "Why would a Qing Yun Disciple make a deal with a demon fox like me? Didn't your sect teach you to slay demons and vanquish evil?"
"Let's not waste words. You only need to know that I'm different from most people. I came to make a deal with you: I'll heal your injuries, and you'll give me the Mystic Flame Mirror. Also, write a letter to your mother, Nine-Tailed Little White. As for her imprisonment, I'll naturally rescue her." Jiang Ming did not want to waste any more breath on Six-Tails and went straight to the point.
Six-Tails was shocked by Jiang Ming's proposed deal. "You want the Mystic Flame Mirror... and you know about my mother, Nine-Tailed Little White?"
"Big Brother... which is more important, the Mystic Flame Mirror or your body?" Three-Tails was afraid Six-Tails would refuse. He feared that if they lost this chance, his big brother truly could not be saved.
"If you take the Mystic Flame Mirror, aren't you afraid Incense Valley will find out? You are a Qing Yun Disciple. Once exposed, I fear you'll face the joint persecution of both Qingyun and Incense Valley." Six-Tails warned Jiang Ming again. In truth, he had long since come to terms with things and did not care about the Mystic Flame Mirror at all. As for his mother, it would naturally be best