The green-haired man's eyes were like those of a starving hawk's as he glared at Ji Ning. He said hoarsely, "If I submit to you…what do you wish of me?"
Ning laughed. Clearly, the man was considering submitting. However, he was also a True God; if Ning went too far in humiliating him, he'd probably rather die than submit. Ning explained, "I need the treasures that you have on you. Here in this prison, your treasures are of no use to you anyhow. You might as well give them to me. Also – I need to search your memories…"
"Memories?" The green-haired man's face changed.
"To you, I'm an alien. To me, you are an alien." Ning smiled. "Your personal secrets might be very important to you, but they are completely meaningless to me. Don't worry; I won't tell anyone about them."
The green-haired man stared at Ning.
