Accepting a Disciple!
White-Haired Immortal already knew there was no point in resisting, so he asked seriously, "King Yama, since you're not interested in the person in the coffin, would you mind letting me travel with you? We can each get what we want!"
Wang Yue knew White-Haired Immortal was worried about the person inside. He had no interest in him, so he replied casually, "Since you've been fairly honest, as long as you don't cause trouble for me, I won't kill you."
Hearing this, White-Haired Immortal could only laugh helplessly. He never thought that one day, he'd be let off the hook by someone.
But when he glanced at Yue Ji and Ming Hou, he realized Wang Yue really did have the confidence to say that. He silently retreated a little farther.
Now that he'd dealt with White-Haired Immortal, Wang Yue turned and smiled at Xiao Se. "Disciple, how about that? Your master keeps his word."
Xiao Se studied Wang Yue for a long moment, then dropped his usual lazy demeanor. For once, he asked with a serious expression, "What do you want?"
As he spoke, he exuded the imposing presence of a man in power—a clear sign that he came from no ordinary background.
Tang Lian and Tian Nv Rui were standing close to him, and immediately sensed the change. They couldn't help frowning.
Wang Yue showed no reaction. He merely smiled faintly. "What I want is simple: the King Yama Hall can kill the guilty, and the imperial court must neither obstruct us nor target us."
Xiao Se had already heard Tian Nv Rui talk about the King Yama Hall's killings. Every one of their victims could be said to have deserved it.
But people like that were still in the minority. Most of their targets would