Grant Valley Master Thomas sensed the uniqueness in Ling Xiao and thus, went to great lengths to win him over.
Unfortunately, Ling Xiao was not the sort of scum like Wan Yan Jun and Chen Zui.
"Tsk, tsk, despite your high regard for me, I'm afraid I, Ling Xiao, will never serve anyone as master in this lifetime. You might as well give up on that idea!"
No sooner had Ling Xiao spoken than he suddenly made his move.
He knew what must be done.
And what must not.
And he was clear about the difference.
"Hmph, I gave you a chance to live, but you refused to take it!"
Grant Valley Master Thomas snorted coldly. The red eyes of the skull-based Martial Spirit on his back flickered as he spat out a green liquid, which instantly solidified into two Plague Beasts, positioned in front of him.
This guy was indeed both crafty and cautious.
