"Ha, you still have conditions?"
Hearing Qin Tian's words, Qiuniang's expressive eyes shifted, "What conditions?"
"If you can release all the people you captured tonight, I might consider joining the Three Poison Sect," Qin Tian said.
Qiuniang looked at Qin Tian and suddenly burst into laughter, "You're really offering me conditions? The things that Qiuniang gets her hands on are never spit back out. You better stop thinking about that."
"Never spit back out, now could be an exception."
"No exceptions. If you don't join us, then you're our enemy, and knowing about the matters at the Desolate Mountain Inn, you cannot live!"
Suddenly, Qiuniang's expression turned fierce, appearing ready to launch a surprise attack on Qin Tian at any moment!
Qin Tian stood still, unmoved.
Just as the two judged each other with frosty stares, suddenly, a cold chill surged from outside Qiuniang's room!
This chill, Qin Tian was very familiar with, but Qiuniang was stunned—
