"Whatever you want, I can give it to you!"
Morosa once again tried to tempt Jian Wushuang.
Because he had already run out of options. Over the years, he had used threats and insults, but none of it worked.
However, Jian Wushuang was impervious to both soft and hard tactics.
"Morosa, you are a king in the Land of Chaos, yet you don't find yourself childish?"
Inside the Demon Pot.
Jian Wushuang had just drawn his sword when Morosa began to beg for mercy.
It made him feel quite amused.
If he were the one begging, would the other party spare him?
If Morosa had the power to kill now, he probably wouldn't hesitate to strike!
"Jian Wushuang, listen to me. I'm not deceiving you. The Land of Chaos has many secrets, more than your Starry Sky. Don't you want to know them?"
"I know why you want to kill my consciousness. Isn't it for reincarnation?"
