"Your promise is enough. This old man believes in your promise." Zuo Wuhen spoke before he could say anything else.
Qin Shaofeng nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
It seemed this fellow truly was grabbing at straws in desperation.
He clearly acknowledged Qin Shaofeng's abilities, yet still wanted an explanation.
It had to be said, this approach was truly speechless.
"I understand your concerns. If you want a promise, I can give you one. But my promise extends only this far: as long as you do not betray me, I will do everything I can to ensure that you continue to survive," Qin Shaofeng said solemnly.
Zuo Wuhen's expression turned very unpleasant.
Qin Shaofeng's promise was far too perfunctory.
He wanted to refute it.
Yet when he saw the solemn look on Qin Shaofeng's face, he could not bring himself to speak no matter what.
Of course, he could force Qin Shaofeng to give him a promise.
But he himself knew that such a promise would not hold the slightest meaning.
After a long silence.
Zuo Wuhen took a deep breath and said, "Fine, fine. Isn't it just lowering my head? This old man has been suppressed by the Starry Sky Sacred Hall all these years. Lowering my head a little more thoroughly this time is not something I cannot do."
Immediately afterward, he clasped his fists and bowed to Qin Shaofeng. "This old man, Zuo Wuhen, is willing to lead the remaining people of Cloud Mist City into the Shining Star Alliance. From this day onward, we will act entirely according to the Alliance Leader's orders."
"Good."
Qin Shaofeng laughed twice. "Since City Lord Zuo has made his decision so decisively, I have nothing more to say. I can only say this: no matter how far our alliance