Trade

"As for the price?" Dai Mubai gave a miserable laugh, carrying the madness of someone with nothing left to lose.

"Other than this life, what else do I have? As long as you can give me the power I want, I am willing to pay any price—any price! My loyalty? My future? Even my soul? Just name it!"

Dai Mubai's words were utterly frenzied, nothing like what a prince should have said, yet he had his own calculations.

He knew that his status alone could not completely move this Title Douluo. Therefore, he could only wager everything. He believed that only then might the Title Douluo before him be willing to help him.

As for what happened afterward, that could naturally be discussed later.

As long as he successfully ascended the throne, he would surely become a Title Douluo. By then, any agreement would presumably vanish into thin air.

Huo An, standing nearby, listened with his heart pounding. He wanted to stop him, but once again, he was suppressed by the invisible aura emanating from Ge Duo.

Ge Duo listened quietly. The amused smile on her face gradually faded, and an unfathomable light flickered in her dark green eyes.

She released him and took a light step back, looking Dai Mubai up and down again as though she were truly meeting him for the first time.

"Your soul?" she repeated softly, then let out a cryptic chuckle.

"That sort of thing is of no use to me."

Dai Mubai's heart instantly sank.

But Ge Duo's next words pulled him back from the edge of hell.

"Still, your future and loyalty do sound somewhat interesting." She spoke unhurriedly, her fingertips Entanglement with a wisp of black mist drifting from her staff.

"A prince of an empire, even the least favored one,