The other end fell silent, but Xu Huo didn't let it go. He pressed insistently, "Give me a definite answer."
"No." Wan Ping must have spoken with someone, because he gave Xu Huo a definite answer.
Though it was what he'd expected, Xu Huo was a little disappointed. With so little to go on, Lian Qingkong was the closest lead he had to the Imperial Treasure. If even he was a dead end, finding it would be extremely difficult.
"Is there any other lead you can give me?" Xu Huo continued.
"Cooperation requires not just sincerity, but leverage," Wan Ping said. "As I told you before, even under threat, we will never give in."
Given how many people were involved, it was only natural that the descendants of the two families would be cautious. Xu Huo understood. If they hadn't wanted to keep him on their side, they probably wouldn't have negotiated with him at all. Since he was unpredictable and they knew little about him, the descendants of the two families had adopted an ambiguous stance. If he were someone like Lian Qingkong, who could directly threaten all of them, they would probably have turned against him without hesitation.
It was nothing he couldn't handle.
The other end of the Communicator fell silent. Instead, a rhythmic tapping sounded, as if someone were drumming their fingers against a hard surface.
After a moment, Wan Ping asked first, "What do you want?"
"Wait and see." Xu Huo ended the call.
He casually set the Communicator aside and adjusted his posture. As he leaned forward slightly, a short, slender man dropped out of the Mental Portal. Xu Huo didn't give him a chance to escape. "You've been following me for a long time. Except when I left the capital, you've always had