Trash of the Beiting Family

Beiting Huang nodded coldly. "Alright, you have to agree to two conditions. First, you must not leak any information about me to anyone at any time, including my magical beasts. Second, if he is captured, as long as you get the news, you have to spare no effort to save him!"

"What?"

Dongfang Jiao felt that the first condition was easy to agree to. Dongfang Jiao could understand it. After all, Beiting Huang's talent was too monstrous. If news of her was leaked, no matter which one it was, it would shock the continent. All the major factions would definitely extend an olive branch to her and try all kinds of ways to recruit her.

Once she refused, she would definitely attract the pursuit of all parties. No expert with distant ambitions would be willing to be controlled by others.