"No way, even in this remote corner people know your name? Demon... you're pretty good at marketing yourself," Ailuodi glanced at Chaoyang.
Leisk had grown accustomed to such remarks; he had long noticed the deep connection between these two, especially after experiencing another world. They might both be spokespeople for the Paradise Master.
Chaoyang, surprised yet somewhat excited, knew this was the first deal in a new realm—unlike those vague prayers that crossed the seas, this voice was clear and distinct, almost allowing him to pinpoint the prayer's location based on the direction it came from.
"If you truly exist, please give me a sign... I am willing to pay any price, just to escape this damned place..."
Chaoyang closed his eyes and listened for a while, confirming that the other party should be to the north, no more than five hundred meters from here.
"Are you going?" Ailuodi looked at him.
