Jiang Ying Yue turned away, trying to hide from Tycon's gaze-- if only a little bit....
"Th-that's right, Warrior Tycon... You're trapped with me-- here... with me. So... you have to listen to what I say..."
Tycon nodded in understanding. He looked like... he wasn't worried at all! Or maybe... everything that came out of Ying Yue's mouth was something he already knew?
Whatever the reason, she felt like the world's biggest idiot.
Tycon knew everything and Ying Yue didn't even know how to form a basic sentence.
"Again, Jiang Ying Yue, I am a professional," Tycon dipped his head. "State your terms, present reasonable collateral, and we can forge a contract."
Right. That made sense.
The terms would be... the two of them working together to escape the Realm of the Cloud Goddess.
