"Cut the crap!"
Li Yao was too concerned about Li Jialing to be convinced by Wuying Qi 3.0 easily. The man looked agreeable a moment ago, but Li Yao felt that his white robe was even more dreadful than the evil version with the black fog. "What are you doing exactly? Set me free!"
"Don't be hasty. Like I said, this memory palace will collapse when the moment comes."
Wuying Qi 3.0 said calmly, "Besides, what can you do even if you go out? The competition of beliefs is too dangerous. Nobody can help Li Jialing right now. Your belief is not his. He can only weather through it with his own willpower.
"As to what we're trying to do… I estimate that Wuying Qi 2.0 is only looking for an heir for himself at the end of his life, just like I am.
"So, why don't you hear me out before you make a choice? You don't strike me as such an impatient man!"
"Enough of the bulls*it. I can listen to you, but you have to answer my question first!"
