Yun Huanling gave Su Jiu a worried look. "A Jiu, don't listen to his nonsense. He's deliberately lying to you to save his own life."
Yuan Yu chuckled. "I'm lying to her? Are you overestimating me, or underestimating your companion?"
A vicious look crossed Yun Huanling's face, and even the Nine-Bend Compass brimmed with killing intent. As it spun rapidly, the gold and silver star lines on its surface gradually lit up, poised to strike.
Su Jiu ignored Yun Huanling beside her and asked Yuan Yu, "Where is the Painting Spirit?"
Yuan Yu gave an eerie smile. "You really do care about her."
"I'm asking you, where is the Painting Spirit?" This time, Su Jiu's voice carried her own unmistakable pressure.
Yuan Yu's expression changed, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Yet a smile soon returned to his face. "Want to know where Little Hua is? Certainly... spare me one more time."
Wei Yu and Yun Chao spoke in unison. "No!"
They did not know how Su Jiu had found Yuan Yu, so they could not be certain she could catch him a second time. That concern made them unwilling to let him go.
Yuan Yu ignored them, staring straight at Su Jiu. He knew that the young female cultivator before him was the only person here with the final say.
"Even if you escape a hundred times, I'll have a way to catch you."
Yuan Yu's smile briefly faded. "Whether you can catch me afterward is your own problem. So, do you accept my proposal?"
Su Jiu touched the Profound Spirit Command Token at her waist, as though idly rubbing it...
Although Yuan Yu still appeared composed, anxiety had begun to creep into his heart. He could not keep circling around with Su