And so, when Lu Feng said those words, Luohu was sorely tempted.
Then he asked:
"What do I need to pay?"
Since Lu Feng was helping him, there was undoubtedly a price.
There was no free lunch in this world.
Everything was an exchange.
Equal or unequal.
Even if no conditions had been set beforehand, under karma, the day of repayment would eventually come.
But by then, the other party might have schemed him into a trap, plotting against him until his death.
That was even more terrifying.
And Luohu clearly did not want that.
Lu Feng looked at him and said flatly:
"I want everything in this world."
His voice was indifferent as he added:
"Every resource, even its essence!"
Once those words fell.
Luohu looked at him in some surprise.
His meaning was already perfectly clear.
Everything Luohu had ever possessed was the price.
And so, Luohu hesitated.
He said:
"As long as I lie low for another thousand years, I can achieve Dao Integration myself!"
Lu Feng smiled. "But Hongjun will arrive in a few days. You don't have a thousand years to lie low."
Uncertainty showed in Luohu's eyes.
He wavered.
"The price is still too steep."
Lu Feng smiled, then spoke with mockery in his voice.
Lu Feng said:
"Why would you think I care about your opinion?"
"Does it matter whether the price is steep?"
At those words.
Luohu froze.
Then he quietly clenched his fists.
The weak had no right to choose.
He had always believed in that principle.
He had even made others experience it several times.
But now, for the first time, it had fallen upon him.
This feeling was so.
Unbearable!
Yet there was nothing he could do.
Lu Feng waited.
He was utterly certain that this was Luohu's only