"Fairy Mu, may I ask what you think?"
A confident smile appeared on Qin Tian's face, and his gaze toward Mu Zi held a trace of expectation.
What did that little conflict from before matter?
A real man did not fuss over trifles. Tangible benefits were what mattered.
As for those fellows from the Heavenly Demon Dynasty, he could only apologize to them. Compared with his own future, they were simply not worth mentioning.
Mu Zi looked expressionlessly at Qin Tian. Not a ripple stirred in her heart; there was even a little pity.
This fellow really had made a fine calculation, picking out a Dao companion ahead of time so they could enter Yuan Gate together and strive there.
If he had not set his sights on her, Mu Zi might even have thought a little more highly of him.
However, Qin Tian's thoughts and schemes had been used in the wrong place, and were doomed to have no future.
How could he know that the Yuan Gate he yearned for day and night was actually a den of demons, and that the Three Little Kings of Yuan Gate, whom he regarded as his goal, would have Demon Seeds planted within their bodies, their life and death no longer under their own control?
The pity only surfaced in her heart for an instant before Mu Zi cast it to the back of her mind. She did not have the slightest goodwill toward Qin Tian, so why would she care whether he lived or died?
Mu Zi rejected Qin Tian cleanly and decisively, leaving not the slightest room.
"You aren't worthy."
Words so flat that they held not a single ripple were coldly transmitted into Qin Tian's ears, making him freeze despite himself.
Only in the next moment did he