[The Withered Old Man half-believes you; current trust level: half a star] [Trust Points +1 million] [Current Trust Points: 3.5 million]
"Hm?"
"Could that old geezer really believe me?"
"Is the Soul Hall's reputation really that fearsome?"
Xiao Ze was a little surprised to see a million Trust Points suddenly appear.
He hadn't expected the old geezer before him to fear the Soul Hall so much. He'd just made something up on the spot, and the other party had actually half-believed him.
What was that saying? Better safe than sorry?
"Senior, have you made your decision?"
"Let us go, and you and the Soul Hall can keep out of each other's way."
"After laying this plan for a thousand years, you wouldn't want all your efforts to come to nothing, would you?"
Xiao Ze kept threatening and persuading him, hoping to use the Soul Hall's name to talk the Withered Old Man out of killing him.
But he didn't know which of his words had struck a nerve.
The Withered Old Man's worries vanished. Then a ruthless glint flashed across his aged face. His cloudy eyes fixed on Xiao Ze as he laughed ominously.
"Boy, you're right. I've spent a thousand years on this plan. How could I let it all come to nothing here?"
"I will break through to Dou Zun!"
"So what if it's the Soul Hall?"
"No one can stop me!"
Boom!
A powerful aura erupted once more, pressing down on Xiao Ze.
"Does Senior truly intend to make an enemy of the Soul Hall?" Xiao Ze's expression darkened instantly. A sword intent no weaker than his opponent's burst from within him.
"Hmph! Once I kill you, who'll know I did it?" The Withered Old Man laughed ominously. "Besides, once I break through to Dou