Pei Ye discerned Jing Ziwang's intention in a blink of an eye.
The chance for victory had appeared.
The young man's sharp decisiveness was once again highlighted, and at this moment, it was not about making choices, but purely instinct.
"Lend me the power of Quail Head!"
Pei Ye shouted, already appearing behind Jing Ziwang.
After the contract was drawn up, he could use this ability at any time without worrying about time constraints, but it was still a "loan", Black Chi could stop him from using it at any time.
Pushed to such a predicament, even though Black Chi was annoyed, it would never stand by and watch him die out of spite. Thus, the power of the Quail Head arrived without hesitation.
Everything became crystal clear. Pei Ye extended his right arm and placed it on Jing Ziwang's right shoulder.
The moment he touched Jing Ziwang, a sense of familiarity and hunger emanated from his stomach.
