Yan Chihuo's heart stirred. "I wish to see you, Senior, only to ask how you learned that the Nine Nether King was dead and that the Skywing King had been subdued by my lord."
The voice fell silent for a long while before saying, "Do you think I would tell you such a thing?"
Yan Chihuo said, "Senior, I know you and my lord are on poor terms. Though you have saved my life several times, you had other intentions..."
The voice chuckled. "What a joke. Could it be that I was wrong to save you?"
Yan Chihuo said, "I would not dare. I am deeply grateful for Senior's life-saving grace. It is merely that some matters are better laid bare sooner rather than later."
The voice said, "What do you wish to say?"
Yan Chihuo said, "My lord now intends to unite the Netherworld, then launch another war across realms and seize the cultivation world. I do not know what exactly he hopes to gain by doing this. Yet he knows I came from the cultivation world. Though he may not care about uniting the Netherworld, I fear I may resist invading the cultivation world. And yet he trusts me greatly, which leaves me even more uneasy. Thus, I have no choice but to prepare a path of retreat."
The voice shouted sharply, "So you are one who betrays his master as well!"
Yan Chihuo said in a low voice, "That is rather laughable. Though my lord saved me and took me in as a subordinate, it was forced by circumstance, not by my own will. As the saying goes, 'An alliance not kept is no alliance at all.' How can there be any talk of betrayal?"
The voice said, "You people of the cultivation world always twist and