"Business?" Meiying frowned tightly, sizing Qin Shaofeng up with suspicion. "You, a dignified Demon King, want to do business with someone from our demonic path? Isn't that a little too unbelievable?"
"You don't understand, miss," Qin Shaofeng said leisurely. "Though our Demon Race is powerful, we ultimately cannot compare to the overwhelming influence of your demonic path. If I can obtain the Sect Master's assistance, that would be better than anything."
At his words, a trace of understanding flashed through Meiying's eyes. Yet she still said coolly, "Even so, our factions are different. How can we cooperate so easily? If someone notices, wouldn't that ruin everything?"
"You jest, miss. If we can truly reach an agreement, what do mere idle tongues matter?" Qin Shaofeng chuckled, leaning close to Meiying's ear and lowering his voice. "Besides, I possess a supreme treasure that can lend the Sect Master a helping hand. When the time comes, for the demonic path to dominate the world will be just around the corner."
At the words "supreme treasure," Meiying's eyes rippled like autumn water, and she could no longer conceal the curiosity in her heart.
"A supreme treasure? You have something that good? Hurry and let me see it!" Her gaze burned with eagerness, as though she could not wait to feast her eyes upon it.
Yet Qin Shaofeng was in no hurry. Instead, he leisurely sat down in a chair.
"Do not be hasty, miss. This matter must not be handled carelessly. If I rashly bring out the item, I fear it will give others something to talk about. How about this? Take me to see the Sect Master first. Once we have settled the matter, let his esteemed self inspect it personally. Would that not be wonderful?"
As he spoke, he gave Meiying a