However, Chaotian Fragrance was clearly unwilling to give up so easily. With a swift turn of her eyes, she devised a plan. With one hand lightly brushing over her silver hair, a trace of a smile appeared on her face. "Brother Zhao, in light of the current situation, we are both somewhat reluctant to part with this thousand-year Phoenix-tail Crown Snake. I think it's best if we do it this way. We should follow the rules of the Soul Masters and let these two children decide for themselves who gets the Soul Ring. What do you think?"
"Oh? The rules of the Soul Master world? Please do enlighten me." Zhao Wuxi was not being pretentious; he never really considered himself as part of the Soul Master world. He acted according to his own preferences, which was exactly why he had acquired such a notorious reputation.
