Shang remained silent for a while.
Abaddon also didn't say anything.
Nearly half a minute passed.
"Tell me," Shang said.
"I'm sorry, but I can't," Abaddon answered. "You need to understand that I can't put all my trust in you. Trusting someone like you would be just as stupid as trusting someone like me."
"Okay, what's your plan?" Shang asked.
"First, I use my influence to give you a chance to win at the grand tournament," Abaddon said. "Then, we are going to fight at the Mage Emperor tournament."
"I am going to lose in the battle and concede. Before any of the other Emperors can do anything, mother will hand you the Inheritor Sphere, and you will absorb it to reach the Ninth Realm immediately."
"The other Emperors will immediately attack. They don't care that you have won. They are going to try to kill you regardless."
