Jiang Che wore a smile, as though he were merely joking, but Song Ji knew in his heart that the other man truly could do it.
"What do you want the technique for?"
Song Ji fell silent for a moment, no longer as resolute as before.
He was not afraid of death. He only feared that Jiang Che would truly subject him to a thousand cuts—that would be truly unbearable.
"You don't need to concern yourself with that. You only need to say whether you're willing or not."
"I can give you the technique, but you must let me out."
"Do you honestly think that's possible?"
Jiang Che asked in return.
"Do you think I don't know the tricks your government offices use? Just find someone to take my place, and you can send me out of prison without anyone noticing." Song Ji sneered.
Crouching Tiger Mountain had dealt with the authorities often enough. Quite a few of his subordinates had escaped death through such means.
"That was other people. Jiang has his principles."
Jiang Che said blandly.
Unless what the other party offered could shatter his principles, otherwise... absolutely not!
"Fine, then I'll add a piece of information as a bargaining chip."
Song Ji understood Jiang Che's meaning as well and immediately raised the stakes.
"Speak."
"If I tell you, what if you still don't let me go?" Song Ji suddenly paused.
"Jiang has always kept his word. You needn't worry."
Song Ji's gaze flickered. Only after a moment did he say:
"Kou Yuansheng most likely knows the whereabouts of Innate Spiritual Energy."
"Innate Spiritual Energy..." Jiang Che pondered inwardly. He could guess that this thing was extraordinary, but with the information he currently possessed, he truly could not figure out what it was.
Naturally, he would not reveal