"Would you say that these are followers I've recruited for you?"
Hearing Qiu Tu's words, Larilo….
Larilo felt her temples throbbing painfully, her complexion worsening.
What kind of followers are these?
If such peripheral forces that didn't even know who they were could be considered her followers, then she would have long ago leapt into the ranks of the top ten Great Evil Gods in the Boundless Heart Sea.
Moreover... even if these agents could truly become her followers, that would only be possible if she managed to kill Yan Chen and break free!
At the moment, she and Yan Chen were at a stalemate at best; she was doing well to just maintain her own existence, let alone kill Yan Chen without external help.
Therefore, the pie Qiu Tu was drawing was huge and tempting. But Larilo couldn't taste it….
