Dai Mubai's Promise

For a moment, both sides stood frozen in place, unsure of what to say.

Flender did not know what he had that was worth offering, while Ye Wen did not want to offend Flender for no reason.

After thinking it over, Ye Wen sighed inwardly. A weaker laborer is still a laborer. He is a late-stage Soul Saint, after all. He can even fight Zhao Wuji, a Strength Attack System Soul Master. Though he had the advantage of type restraint, his combat power should still be decent. He ought to be of some use.

After considering it carefully, Ye Wen said, "How about this for the compensation, Senior? Help our family hunt a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring in the future."

There was actually a loophole in Ye Wen's condition. After all, ninety thousand years still counted as ten thousand years. But given Flender's personality, if he could not win, he would certainly run away.

However, that was not Ye Wen's main purpose. He simply wanted to hold this condition over Flender. If the Golden Iron Triangle caused him trouble in the future, he could lure Flender out in secret and deal with him.

Then the so-called Golden Iron Triangle would naturally cease to exist. After all, Liu Erlong and Flender would both break through to Soul Douluo in the future, and with Yu Xiaogang using their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they could barely be considered to possess Titled Douluo-level combat power.

Naturally, Flender did not think as far ahead as Ye Wen, a man with foresight. However, as a crafty merchant, he noticed the loophole in Ye Wen's condition and hurriedly added a restriction.

"I can help hunt Soul Beasts, but the Soul Beast cannot be more than fifty thousand years old. Nor can it be a Sub-Dragon, a true dragon,