The next day, on the fifth floor of the Lawless Tower, Mu Longyu sat in front of King Hai Luo and said earnestly, "Hai Luo, this opportunity is rare. You can still come back!"
"What's there to go back to?" King Hai Luo sneered. "Whether I want to become an immortal or not depends on my own will. If I don't want to become an immortal, can you force me?"
"His Primordial Spirit Realm is not at its peak, so he can't become an immortal. He's afraid of embarrassment," said Mi Lingyue. "If he doesn't try, he will never fail, and he can always deny everything."
"Do you think you can get me to do it by provoking me?" Hai Luo leaned back mockingly.
"Hai Luo, what if I ask your… Master for help? Will you agree then?" Mu Longyu asked.
King Hai Luo snorted. "Are you trying to threaten me? You think he can control me? He's just a Golden Core…"
Suddenly, footsteps echoed.
King Hai Luo instantly fell silent.