The words just fell, and Wang Chao didn't immediately reply. He tugged at the corner of his mouth, producing a curve, yet it was not one of pleasure from a successful plan. Instead, that smile contained not a trace of joy, but rather a chilling coldness that made one tremble.
"A deal that couldn't be better?"
"First, answer me properly, what exactly happened with the death of Kojima Zhuozi!"
"You don't properly investigate his death, yet you still have time to stand here and make baseless demands of me? Do you think I would agree? Just like that, letting you take Kojima Qinglai, I truly cannot guarantee she won't follow in her grandfather's footsteps."
"And, your beloved grandson Kojima Hiroji, what's the situation with him and that mess with the foreign tribes? Shouldn't you clarify that before you demand someone from me?"
