Sikong Jing's eyes flickered continuously as he said, "If I refuse forcefully, the Celestial Race can simply say that I failed to appreciate their goodwill. The so-called favor will vanish into thin air, and it will no longer affect the Celestial Race's reputation."
Tian Wuxiu had played this move beautifully, sending an elder with an excellent reputation to persuade and protect Sikong Jing.
It left Sikong Jing in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat...
"If I keep Tian Wuchen, who appears genuinely sincere, he can openly monitor me, and I won't be able to find any fault with it. If necessary, perhaps a single order from Tian Wuxiu could have Tian Wuchen take me directly to the Peerless Pill Pavilion."
Tian Wuchen had just said...
If Sikong Jing did not believe those explanations, he could go to the Peerless Pill Pavilion and confront them. And Tian Wuchen would indeed sincerely protect Sikong Jing; he had merely been used and deceived by the Celestial Race's clan leader.
"Of course, whether he is truly sincere is only our superficial judgment."
"We cannot trust it completely..."
For now, Tian Wuchen's sincerity could only be judged from his reputation and expression. Yet for an old monster like him, it was not impossible that a ferocious beast was hidden within his heart.
"Keeping him carries enormous risk, unless we can prove that he is sincere..."
Muttering to himself, Sikong Jing's eyes flashed as he said, "If Tian Wuchen truly was deceived and used, perhaps we can turn the tables and let him see the true nature and ambition of the Ancient Ten Absolutes."
"And thereby dig out the problematic figures within the Celestial Race."
Whether to keep him or not, Sikong Jing still could not make up his mind. He could not determine with