Xu Yi's thoughts shifted. "Brother Xi, there's no need to be surprised. Not every Night Walker is a steadfast believer. If I ever had faith, I once did. Now, what I want most is a wish pearl. What do I care about anything else? What the hell does the Patriarch's grand undertaking have to do with me? If he succeeds, I'll be nothing but a corpse on the road to his great cause. Will the Patriarch even remember who I am?"
Xi Mengfan was utterly stunned. At first, he had thought Xu Yi's words were just a bluff. After all, every Night Walker he knew was a devout believer.
He'd assumed Xu Yi had said all that just to fool him. But when Xu Yi went so far as to disparage even the Patriarch, Xi Mengfan was left speechless.
The man before him was a freak, with one astonishing trick after another. Even as a Night Walker, he managed to break the mold.
Yet Xu Yi's frank admission put him more at ease. He felt that his opportunity had truly arrived.
"Wonderful! Wonderful!"
Xi Mengfan cried out in delight, then clinked cups with Xu Yi again and said with a laugh, "Since we're brothers and seek the same things, I hope we can work together with one heart and one mind. If we join forces, we'll surely accomplish something great."
Xi Mengfan was brimming with confidence. In his eyes, Xu Yi was no longer even human, but a glittering treasure.
A Night Walker without faith who was also willing to cooperate—if handled well, he would bring Xi Mengfan unimaginable returns.
Driven by enormous profits, the two foes who had been fighting to the death just days earlier made peace at last.
Xu Yi gave Xi Mengfan several message tokens and