A call was made, and Wang's face turned somewhat red, but he still said, "Bing Yue, please do me a favor."
He even felt embarrassed himself. Just a few days ago, he wanted to kill Bing Yue, and now he was saying such words. Even someone like Wang, who had seen through many things, couldn't help but blush.
"No room for negotiation, you don't need to say anything, I know what you're about to say." Bing Yue said indifferently, having already received the news, she naturally couldn't agree.
When Wang first drove Xiao Han out of Divine Sword, she had told the other party not to regret it. Now that a situation had arisen, she naturally wouldn't easily agree.
Wang's throat was parched and his tongue dry, even though he had anticipated this outcome. Facing it in reality, he still couldn't help but feel bitter.
"Is there really no room for negotiation? Consider this me begging you," Wang said with a wry smile, surprisingly uttering those words.
