Yang Chen looked at the demonic spirit, to be able to convey his voice directly inside his head, what level of realm does one have to be to do something like this?
As astonishing as the methods of the demonic spirit were, his words were equally so. Especially when it was a threat.
That's right, his last words were a form of warning. He was warning him not to do anything that would set his caution.
His overprotectiveness caused Yang Chen to feel a slight headache. The only reason why he was doing all these roundabout things was because his plan was to get close to her.
If he agreed to leave her be after this wouldn't it go contrary to his plan? Yang Chen looked at Amon.
"Just agree. Who has seen the future? By the time you get out of the desert ruins, the plan will already be successful. At that time, even if this demonic spirit wanted to, he wouldn't be able to do anything".
Hearing this, he nodded his head.
