"All right, I agree."
After weighing it over and over, the Doom Crow finally agreed to Xia Ping's extortion. If it didn't, this damned human would probably fly into a rage and actually kill it.
For the sake of its own life, it had no choice but to agree to pay Xia Ping five hundred billion Federal Coins as compensation—a payment to buy its life.
"Good, good. Those who understand the times are truly exceptional." Xia Ping patted it on the shoulder, indicating that it had made the right decision. But then he thought it over and realized that even if they made an agreement now, the monster could go back on its word later, and there might not be anything he could do about it.
After all, it wasn't human, and there was no contract to bind it.
But he'd already made up his mind: once the Heavenly Demon Battlefield came to an end, he would take the Doom Crow straight to the human world. By then, it wouldn't have a choice.
Refuse, and it would die.
"Hmph, foolish human." A crafty glint appeared in the Doom Crow's eyes. It knew exactly what Xia Ping was planning: he simply wanted to abduct it once the Heavenly Demon Battlefield ended.
The problem was that there were still more than two months until the battlefield ended. In such a dangerous place, it was bound to get a chance to escape in all that time.
Once it found an opening, the shameless human wouldn't be the one calling the shots. It would be free as a fish leaping through the seas and a bird soaring across the skies, with no need to honor its agreement with that foolish human.
"Just you wait."
The Doom Crow bared its teeth and chuckled to itself.