The Ghost Mask's threat was like a basin of ice water, dousing all her impulses. She could disregard her own life, but she couldn't disregard the one and only chance to rise to the heavens in a single leap!
Kill the Ghost Mask?
She was confident in herself, but she wasn't sure she could do it before he crushed Lu Yuan to death.
The gamble was too risky. Too risky for her to afford losing.
The eyes hidden behind the Ghost Mask's mask were like two ancient wells with unfathomable depths. He watched her calmly, as if he had already anticipated her choice.
"Let's make a deal." The Ghost Mask's voice was hoarse and emotionless. "We'll work together to get him out of this place of trouble. Once we reach somewhere safe, who gets the kid, and what happens to the secrets in his head, will depend on our own abilities."
His words were both a proposal and a final ultimatum.
Yun Chan's knuckles had gone white from the force of her grip.
Work together?
With an assassin who had just tried to kill her and steal her treasure?
This was a grave humiliation!
But did she have another choice? No.
Reason told her this was the only way to break the deadlock for now. The Ghost Mask was right: this was a place of trouble, and the commotion just now had probably attracted others. If another expert got involved, things would only become more chaotic, and her chances of obtaining the divine treasure would grow even slimmer.
"Fine!"
The word was forced through Yun Chan's clenched teeth, tinged with the taste of blood.
She stared hard at the Ghost Mask, flames of resentment burning in her eyes. "But remember this: if you try anything on the way, I, Yun