That was the confidence of someone with intangible assets!
Faced with Lady Vivian's suggestion, Fu Qian couldn't help but marvel.
If the terms she'd offered had been some rare treasure or extraordinary item, she probably wouldn't have been so direct.
After all, no matter how small the risk, she'd still have to consider the possibility of being killed and looted.
But it was much harder to steal a method from someone's mind.
Of course, that also meant it was much harder to earn someone's trust. It was nothing but an empty promise.
As luck would have it, Fu Qian had already received evidence that such a method might exist—from the cosmic deity known as the Blasphemy Monarch, and from Ji Feng, the mysterious ancestor of the Ji Clan.
To some extent, that made the proposal far more tempting to him.
But that was information only he knew. In any case, Lady Vivian's confidence was still excessive.
And was this really the inescapable cycle of karma? He'd just helped someone install an external brain, and now a divine envoy was making a similar request.
"I thought your terms would be a way to leave this place."
Fu Qian didn't accept or refuse right away. Instead, he put on a surprised expression.
"After our earlier conversation, I clearly believe you know one."
"Heh... that would certainly be a more reasonable proposal, but don't underestimate me, human!"
Lady Vivian sneered repeatedly, speaking at breakneck speed.
"During my long years here, I've learned not to take things for granted. Do you really need that?"
"I remember one thing you said just now very clearly: 'If you're going to step into a place this dangerous, how could you not prepare an escape route in advance?'"
"You entered the Shattered Crown without needing my guidance, and