"I want something from you, so it's up to you if you'll help me here or not."
The words of Fang were crystal clear to William. That old master wanted something before he'd step in and join the stage with others. That made William realise that during all this time, Fang never moved or acted, not even once!
"Say your price then," William had a bad impression about Fang, and the latter could already feel so, but didn't care about any of that.
"I want two things from you…"
"You can just have one for now," William interrupted Fang, coldly adding, "one answer for your help here. If you want more, then you have to find ways to repay me before coming to ask."
"Fair enough," Fang paused, "what if I can kill you? Then won't this count as a favour if I let you live?"
"Do you think an ant like you can kill me? Hahaha! That's hilarious!"
