Upon hearing Tai Yi's words, Zhu Jiuyin showed a hint of disappointment.
He felt the other man was being a little too wishful.
Hong Jun had lived for countless eons. How could he possibly trust Tai Yi just because of a few words? If it were Zhu Jiuyin himself, he would not trust him so easily either.
"Do you think he will believe you?"
Tai Yi's gaze was firm. "I do not need to trust him, nor do I need him to trust me. I only need him to know that someone can help him ignite the Witch-Demon war!"
"That is enough!"
Zhu Jiuyin trembled. Tai Yi's words truly left him speechless.
There was no talk of trust, only interests. Everything was merely mutual exploitation; it all came down to who outplayed whom.
Hong Jun would certainly never believe that he would lose.
After pondering for a moment, Zhu Jiuyin felt it was feasible and continued, "Then how can we be sure Kunpeng will enter the game?"
Tai Yi shook his head. This was also the one thing that worried him.
"We cannot be sure. We can only gamble! Once the Witch and Demon sides are evenly matched and locked in a stalemate, someone will be needed to break the balance."
"Only Kunpeng, who commands the power of extreme speed, is suited for that role."
As he spoke, Tai Yi raised his head and looked at Zhu Jiuyin.
"And there is also his hatred for the Witch and Demon races!"
Kunpeng hated the Witch and Demon races just as deeply as they hated him.
His dream of establishing himself as the master of the North Sea Giant Demon had been shattered by the two races. How could he not hate them?
The four exchanged glances and decided it could work.