"What do you need me to do?" Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring around Qian Renxue, and asked indifferently.
Qian Renxue finally stated her purpose. "I want you to find that little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Ning Rongrong, the one you sold off before—and start a romantic relationship with her. Ideally, sleep with her."
"That's not enough." Lin Yuan shook his head. "Who in the soul master world doesn't know that Ning Rongrong is engaged to Long Aotian, the disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two guardian Douluos?"
"If I go courting Ning Rongrong, even setting aside whether she would be interested in me, suppose I really do start dating her."
"Once the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect finds out, I'll still be doomed."
The moment he finished speaking, Pufferfish Douluo abruptly rose from his seat beside them and snapped, "Boy, don't make us do this the hard way."
"I'm merely stating the facts. If you find my words inappropriate, Senior, you're welcome to find someone more capable."
Lin Yuan looked Pufferfish Douluo straight in the eye as he spoke.
"You..." Pufferfish Douluo wanted to say more, but Qian Renxue stopped him. "Enough, Uncle Cixue. Calm down."
Then she turned to Lin Yuan, her gaze sharp and murderous. "So you intend to refuse me?"
The man before her already knew about whale rubber's remarkable effects.
If he refused, she would never let him leave this place alive today.
"No, I never said that," Lin Yuan replied. "As I said before, everyone has a price. It's merely a question of how high or low."
"Clearly, Young Lord Qian, your offer isn't enough for me to risk my life."
Qian Renxue stared at Lin Yuan. "What do you want?"