Mu Yunfei looked at Qin Luo, confusion in his eyes. He did not understand what Qin Luo meant.
He looked at Mu Yi, which only made him even more puzzled, because he saw envy in Mu Yi's eyes.
Envy my ass. He had already become a prisoner, and he could practically smell death. Yet Mu Yi envied his situation?
Wasn't that utter nonsense?
Mu Yi truly did not say another word. To be honest, he was genuinely afraid that Mu Yunfei would overtake him later on.
He had been the first to submit. If Mu Yunfei submitted and immediately climbed above his head, what would that even mean?
That he had not worked hard enough? That his luck was worse?
Mu Yunfei blinked. Not knowing the answer, he scratched at his ears and cheeks in agitation. Yet Mu Yi stubbornly refused to utter a single word, making him feel even worse.
So...
He surrendered rather rashly.
"You really won't kill me?" Mu Yunfei asked cautiously.
Before this, he had thought he was not afraid of death. At worst, they could perish together like fish and net. But when death truly drew near, he realized that he was still afraid.
How long had it been since he secretly became a Domain Lord? He had not even had the chance to show off yet. If he died now, how could he possibly accept that?
More importantly, he wanted to know what merit he had just rendered.
There was a saying that curiosity killed the cat. Right now, his curiosity was overflowing.
"You only get one chance. The choice is in your hands."
Qin Luo's affirmative reply made Mu Yunfei agree as though possessed.
"I am willing to submit!"
Boom! Qin Luo wasted no words. The Soul-Control Heavenly Scripture emerged—Soul Control!
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