Jiang Yue saw that the man looked as if his brain had crashed, and he could roughly guess why he was acting that way.
Controlled by several forces, the man had become utterly hopeless and absent-minded. It was no wonder. Now that he had fallen into Jiang Yue's hands, he was probably even more devastated.
"Calm down, calm down." Jiang Yue had no choice but to remind him.
Seeing how the Underground Race member was acting, Jiang Yue was genuinely worried that he would be unable to take it and collapse to death.
The man's face was ashen as he muttered, "You're a demon, aren't you? You already know everything, so why are you asking me? I'm just a minor adventurer. I was forced into this. I had no choice... I... I just want to live. What's wrong with that?"
Even an ant clung to life. There was truly nothing wrong with wanting to live.
Jiang Yue agreed. "Exactly. Everyone wants to live. There's nothing wrong with that. I never said I wouldn't let you live, so what are you worried about?"
What?
The Underground Race member thought he had misheard. I've already exposed everything. Could he really let me go?
Still, his desperate desire to survive forced him to pull himself together. "My lord, you... you didn't come to cause trouble for me?"
I urgently need to repair my relationship with the Surface Humans, and this intelligence would be timely assistance.
"Mm, mm. This fat man really does have something. By the way, what should I call him?"
The big shots could not have an ambiguous relationship with the Surface World. Could someone as insignificant as him really have any moral qualms?
If the information were fake, it could not possibly be so detailed and convincing. He had even