Feng Xiaotian's brows gradually relaxed.
If Hu Liena really was doing this to prepare for a future where she could no longer get by in Spirit Hall, giving herself a way out and building friendly ties with the Wind Clan, then he really had no reason to be so wary of her.
But...
"I still don't believe you. Swear on your Martial Soul that while we're working together in Slaughter City, you won't do anything to hurt me without my permission. Of course, I'll swear on my Martial Soul too."
"All right." Hu Liena pondered for a moment, then nodded.
The two then swore on their Martial Souls that they would not stab each other in the back during their cooperation. Only then did the tense, murderous atmosphere between them ease.
They exchanged a few words, and Feng Xiaotian even removed the mask he always wore as a gesture of sincerity.
Because Feng Xiaotian often trained in Hurricane Gorge, he had developed a habit of wearing a mask year-round. This was Hu Liena's first time seeing his face unobstructed.
He had taken an immortal herb and even received a Divine Trial, and he had already been handsome to begin with. When Hu Liena saw his face, she froze for a moment, then blushed for no apparent reason.
What sort of person did Hu Liena like?
First, he had to be handsome. A certain redheaded simp who preferred to remain anonymous had a flame lord Martial Soul with a fire-earth dual attribute, which gave him rather rugged looks. That was one reason Hu Liena had no interest in him.
Second, he had to be exceptionally talented, at least no less talented than her older brother, Xie Yue.
Feng Xiaotian met both requirements perfectly. At just twenty-five years old, he was already