Blade Head and the Unicorn-How Was This Greedy?

On the surveillance feed.

Li Dan walked into the cage without the slightest hesitation.

Rod stared intently at the monitor, his palms slick with cold sweat.

He had expected a bloodbath. After all, everyone who had approached Blade Head before had suffered an undeserved disaster.

But to his surprise, after Li Dan entered the cage, Blade Head did not attack. He simply maintained his original posture and turned his head slightly.

Those scarlet points of light focused on Li Dan. Three meters separated the two of them.

They gazed calmly at each other without moving or even opening their mouths.

The cage was deathly silent, save for the hiss of blades scraping together and the sound of their breathing.

Rod wished he could press his ear against the screen to hear what they were discussing, but the surveillance equipment could only capture images, not record any sound.

Blade Head seemed to have used some kind of power to block the transmission of sound.

In truth, Li Dan and Blade Head were communicating through their souls.

This form of demonic communication required no words. They could convey their meaning directly through their souls.

Blade Head sounded slightly puzzled.

"High-Ranking Demon, you carry the aura of Hell, yet also the fluctuations of a human soul. Why have you come here?"

Li Dan replied.

"I came because I was curious why a lord of Hell like you would willingly let the Bureau contain you. As far as I know, Cenobites don't submit to anyone easily."

Blade Head's soul showed no fluctuations. It remained utterly calm.

"There is no reason. Staying here was my choice."

His tone carried an icy aloofness that kept others at a distance. Clearly, he had little desire to speak further with Li Dan.

Seeing this, Li Dan got straight