"No, no, I don't want him to be completely destroyed, but I also can't bear to see him in such pain. I can't stand it anymore, God of Evil, please, spare Ji Dong."
"This is not a matter of sparing him or sparing you. A god does not jest. Since you have already made a pact with us, you have no chance to regret it. If you now choose to tell him, then I will first erase you from this world. He will continue to suffer, and you will not even have the last chance to stay by his side and watch over him. The choice is yours to make in a moment's thought."
"I..." Chen Sixuan's impulse was forcefully suppressed by the chilling voice of the God of Evil, as she clearly understood that the words of the God of Evil were no jest. Did she even have a choice?
