"If I let such matters tie me down, how could I accomplish anything great?" Huo Lian said coldly. "Baili Zhen, if you don't want to die during the Demon Hall's Thousand-Year Period this time, you can choose to follow me."
"Oh?" Baili Zhen raised an eyebrow. "And become one of your pawns?"
"This time, even I dare not say I'll survive. Your strength is decent, which is the only reason I'm giving you this opportunity," Huo Lian said.
"I'll pass. Whether I cooperate with you or follow your orders, I wouldn't feel at ease. You people from the Demon Hall turn against others far too quickly," Baili Zhen refused with a hearty laugh.
"Are you certain?" Huo Lian asked, staring at Baili Zhen.
Baili Zhen felt his heart tighten slightly under Huo Lian's piercing gaze, but he stood his ground. "Yes, I've decided. If I really must die this time, then so be it. Who can live a lifetime without dying? I've lived all these years. That's enough. If you can't stomach it, you can make your move today. But I won't surrender without a fight. Dying at the hands of a Demon Hall Master like you wouldn't disgrace my reputation as the 'Number One Palm Under Heaven.'"
Hearing this, Hong Yi stared at Huo Lian with wide eyes.
The Demon Hall Master? Hong Yi had never expected this unfamiliar old man to have such an astonishing identity.
The new Hall Master for this generation had yet to be chosen, so the only possibility was that this old man was the previous Demon Hall Master.
A thousand years ago? Hong Yi could not help muttering inwardly. In that case, he truly was an old monster.
No wonder even his master was so wary in front of him. His background was