"After all, if I am too weak and get killed by someone, I'm afraid I might slip up and reveal something. I suppose, senior, you wouldn't want the Immortal Kings of the Celestial Court to know you're in my hands, would you?"
"By that time, the Immortal Kings of the Celestial Court wouldn't know where to suppress you, I guess, forever never to see the light of day again, eternally suppressed."
Yang Ji said with an inexplicable smile.
"You dare to threaten me?" The being inside the Rotten Wooden Box suddenly became furious, a cold intention seeping out. Even through the Rotten Wooden Box, Yang Ji felt a bone-chilling coldness.
"It's not a matter of threatening, just reciprocation of needs, why must senior become angry?" Yang Ji replied with a faint smile, seeing a huge [Fear] appearing above the other's head, he then had an idea in his mind.
"Good lad, good lad, courageous and impressive!" The Rotten Wooden Box suddenly laughed coldly.
