Aaron Gill laughed, "Junior Brother Bowen, don't say I didn't give you a chance. As long as you are willing to help me at the Ethereal Sect, I'll spare your life today. How about it?"
Nelson Rice's complexion changed drastically, "Nephew Bowen, don't listen to his nonsense!"
"Yes, Brother Bowen, he's deceiving you."
"You can't trust the words of such a person!"
The people of the Hanging Temple were suddenly frantic. Being already weak, they found it difficult to confront Aaron Gill, and if Bowen Griffin were to defect as well, they would truly have no choice but to wait for death.
Aaron Gill was not in a hurry, certain that Greg Jensen would agree, and said with a chuckle, "Junior Brother Bowen, there's only one chance, you better seize it well."
After pondering for a moment, Greg Jensen laughed, "Alright, I agree!"
"Nephew Bowen!"
The complexion of Monk Nelson Rice changed in an instant as he looked coldly at Greg Jensen, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
