Ao Mo didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up his teacup and took a sip, then asked in an even tone, "Young Friend Shi, I've heard you have two transformed Mutated Spirit Pets under your command. One of them has the Flood Dragon Bloodline. Is that true?"
"Yes." Shi Yue admitted it without hesitation. Ao Mo had come for Yin'er; there was no point in hiding it. He might as well tell the truth.
Ao Mo set down his teacup and said solemnly, "Everything has its price. Name yours. High-grade Spirit Stones, magic treasures, women, demon cores, Monster Beast Materials—I can offer any of them."
"Yin'er isn't a piece of merchandise. I consider her family, and I'm sorry, but I won't sell her. Senior Ao, you've miscalculated." Shi Yue spoke without arrogance or humility, his expression unchanged.
"Consider her family? Absurd. This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing. Which of you humans doesn't treat our Demon Race like cattle and horses, driving us to serve you? Most of you plant restrictions on us. If you die, the spirit beasts you've bound die with you, or you make them self-destruct to block your enemies." Ao Mo sneered, his face full of disdain.
"You're talking about other people. I admit I've asked Yin'er to do dangerous things, but I have a clear conscience. I never drove her like cattle or sheep. Believe what you will, Senior Ao. The innocent need no defense; I have nothing to reproach myself for." Shi Yue's expression didn't change as he replied calmly.
Ao Mo fixed his gaze on Shi Yue. A hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes, and he said darkly, "You think this old man will believe your nonsense? You think I truly wouldn't dare kill you? Even