They killed people at the slightest disagreement.
But after discovering that the other party had value, she immediately changed her tune and even brought up the word "cooperation." Did she really think everything that had happened before could just be ignored? Should he call her practical, or say she was simply too high and mighty?
"Cooperation?"
"What cooperation could there possibly be between us?"
"We only met today."
"To be precise, ten minutes ago I didn't even know someone like you existed."
"Heh."
Jiang Qiao laughed.
"If you're a junior of the Daoist sect, you naturally have the qualifications to cooperate with me. If not, with your strength, you should still be able to accomplish a few things for me. You're not completely useless."
The woman spoke as if it were only natural.
Fuck!
Jiang Qiao's smile vanished.
"So after all that, this so-called cooperation just means working for you unilaterally?"
"You've got quite the nerve."
Jiang Qiao mocked her.
The woman was unfazed. She said indifferently, "You secretly entered the city with ulterior motives. I'm willing to let bygones be bygones and cooperate with you. If you refuse, wouldn't that be rather unreasonable?"
"If you agree."
"It won't be difficult to learn about the Red Moon."
Heh.
Jiang Qiao sneered.
But inwardly, he gained a different understanding of the organization known as the "Daoist sect."
In the early years.
He had only known that this organization was an ancient sect passed down from his "hometown" to this world, and that when the "Black Tide" arrived, it had attempted to hold up the collapsing sky with one hand and resist the surging tide of history.
In the end, it collapsed.
It vanished into history.
Presumably.
The "Black Tide" corresponded to the events that had occurred during the "ancient times" of