The Enemy of My Enemy Is My Friend (3)

"You're overthinking it."

"I don't have any strange hobbies like that."

"Besides, if I did have that kind of hobby, I would have used my own methods to satisfy myself long ago. I wouldn't need you worrying about it."

Ye Qingcang smoothly killed off the topic.

Even if Yan Lingji wanted to continue, she could not think of a response right away.

Yan Lingji might have looked seductive and alluring.

But in truth, she was quite conservative.

Although that conservatism was partly related to her physique—anyone who rashly touched her would undoubtedly be burned to ashes—it was also an indisputable fact that she was a Supreme King.

Bai Yifei had not touched her all these years.

Precisely because of her unusual physique.

Thus, when Ye Qingcang deliberately put an end to this awkward conversation.

Yan Lingji had very few ways to counter him.

Moreover, Ye Qingcang had no intention of continuing to beat around the bush with Yan Lingji. With a wave of his hand, he said bluntly, "Tonight may be long, but neither of us has much time. If you agree to my proposal, the enemy will be in the open while we remain in the shadows. If you refuse, that's fine too. It will merely mean that both Nightfall and Quicksand will be out in the open, which was already the case anyway. To put it plainly, no matter how we scheme against each other, in the end, we'll still have to fight for real. The only difference is the outcome for you and the Hundred Yue Assassin Group. If you stand with me, the Hundred Yue Assassin Group can live. If you stand with Nightfall, the Hundred Yue Assassin Group will only march toward destruction alongside Nightfall's fall."

Seeing Ye Qingcang become serious.

Yan Lingji also turned