"Once the fighting starts, Wang Miaomiao and that Chen will die. Your Wang family will lose all face, and there'll be no point in allying with the Dao of Death. Who would ally with a faction that can't help them at all?"
"Chen is Chen, and Wang Miaomiao is Wang Miaomiao. Go ask Saint Qing if he'd dare lay a hand on Wang Miaomiao."
"You've got something on Saint Qing?" Shi Tao suddenly realized.
Wang Wen shrugged but didn't answer.
Shi Tao watched Wang Wen's unruffled expression and finally let out a breath. "Tell me your terms."
Wang Wen picked up a piece and placed it in another spot, smiling faintly. "Wouldn't it have been better to say that sooner?" He turned to Shi Tao. "I want to go to Time Ancient City."
Shi Tao was shocked. "Time Ancient City?"
Wang Wen smiled and picked up another piece.
"Impossible."
"That's my condition."
"I won't agree to it."
"I didn't ask you to." Wang Wen set the piece down and lifted his eyes. He didn't look at Shi Tao; his gaze was deep as an abyss. "I'm just telling you."
Shi Tao stared at Wang Wen. "What are you going there for? Time Ancient City is where my Main Dao gathers to hunt down those who defy the natural order. Apart from beings of the Master Clans and those with special permission, no one else can enter."
"That's your problem," Wang Wen said.
Shi Tao gritted his teeth. "The trouble I'd get into for taking you into Time Ancient City would be far worse than this. I can't help you."
Wang Wen smiled and looked at Shi Tao. "If I'm not mistaken, you were the one who came up with the idea of letting Bu Qing squat in my Illusionary Upper