Could he refuse? Wu Chang wanted it!
But with the Nine Saints keeping one another in check, he had no way to promise outright. It left him feeling utterly twisted up inside.
He had never dreamed that Yuan Gang would turn out to be Zhao Xiongge's son. If he had known Zhao Xiongge had such a weak spot, how would things have come to this?
Regret was useless now. There had been no reason to think in that direction before. Who could have imagined that Zhao Xiongge, so deeply devoted to the Holy Maiden, would father a son with another woman? Who could have imagined it?
He slowly drew back his leg and rose to his feet. "I'll see how things stand first."
Zhao Xiongge said, "Listen carefully. I'm not asking you to fish him out temporarily just to placate me, then send him to his death after you get the item. Don't play tricks with me. What I want is for him to survive this ordeal safely, for no one in the Sacred Realm to trouble him again. I want my son to live out this life in peace. Otherwise, you won't be able to keep the secret of obtaining that item. Killing me will be useless. Others will learn of it. You should know the consequences."
How could Wu Chang not know? Otherwise, he could simply pull Yuan Gang out to placate Zhao Xiongge for the moment, slaughter this fellow after obtaining the item, and throw Yuan Gang back in afterward.
"You should worry about whether I can save your son at all," Wu Chang said coldly. Yet beneath that threat, killing intent surged in his heart.
Some matters could only be postponed. If possible, he would get the item first. As long as it could help him