Before Qin Fengming could answer, Si Rong, standing behind him, let out a soft snort and spoke with undisguised mockery.
As she said this, a trace of contemptuous ridicule appeared on her face, along with hints of resentment, shock, and anger.
However, Si Rong's features were far too beautiful. Even when anger stirred in her heart, the expression she revealed was still a captivating, enchanting beauty.
"So the two of you are Dao companions. Very well. Today, we shall make a wager. If the two of you can safely withstand three attacks from Liu, I will agree to grant you three conditions, so long as they are within Liu's power. Even if you ask me to help you undergo the Mahayana Heavenly Tribulation, I will do it. If you cannot, the two of you will acknowledge me as your master."
Hearing Si Rong's words, Liu Xiangfei showed no particular reaction. His gaze merely flickered as he spoke indifferently.
He did not seem surprised in the slightest that Qin Fengming and Si Rong were Dao companions.
"Wanting to take the two of us, husband and wife, as servants? You are truly dreaming. We accept this wager. Today, we shall fight you. When we capture you, you will also acknowledge my husband and me as your masters and submit to our command."
Si Rong's pretty face turned cold as she snorted again.
She naturally knew Qin Fengming's methods and strength. Leaving aside his own power, that Ink Flame Thunder Frog puppet alone was absolutely beyond the ability of any Mahayana cultivator to deal with.
"Hahaha, little girl, you truly dare to boast. If you have the ability to capture Liu, I will then swear a Star Ancestor oath and obey the orders of the two of you for the rest of my