Aksai pondered many things at once as Haitin laid everything out.
The man's logic was undeniable. He wasn't operating out of fear—he was operating from sheer pragmatism.
Aksai couldn't help but be impressed by how carefully Haitin thought things through. He wasn't just a powerful cultivator; he was a strategist.
"Instead of risking conflict," Haitin continued, his voice smooth again, "I'd rather forge a connection. If we cooperate, I stand to gain the Heretic Talismanic Inheritance without spilling a drop of blood, without creating an enemy. Isn't that a better option for both of us? Why take something by force when we can exchange and both benefit?"
Haitin leaned back in his chair, smiling once more. "Now tell me, brother Aksai, which option would you choose in my position?"
