If Di Qing's fate energy had not dissipated, he would have given this unfathomable Young Prince a thunderous blow even if he had to die.
"How about it?" the Young Prince asked faintly, as if he had them in his grasp.
Di Qing looked at him coldly. Just as he was about to curse, Fu Yao suddenly said, "I agree."
"Hmm?" Di Qing was puzzled and looked at her in surprise.
"I said, I'm willing," Fu Yao took a deep breath and said.
He smiled. "Not bad, you know the situation very well. This is a wise move."
Right after, Fu Yao said, "However, you have to agree to one condition of mine. Let this man go. I'm worth several times more than him."
The Young Prince was startled when he heard that, and then he said with interest, "Several times more valuable? He is a Nine Revolutions Grand Yan Immortal while you are only Six Revolutions, how can you say that you are several times more valuable?"
