Staring at Leng Wumo before him, Su Xin remained silent, while Leng Wumo felt extremely unsettled because he did not know how Su Xin was planning to deal with him.
Although it seemed that Su Xin did not wish to kill him, he still had no solid ground to stand on; the sensation of being a fish on the chopping board was anything but pleasant.
Although he had inherited the memories of the once Great Celestial Demon Lord, it was a pity he was not the Great Celestial Demon Lord himself but an independent entity. Although he had lived for nearly ten thousand years, he had been a prisoner the whole time, trapped in the ancient battlefield. When it came to cunning, a hundred of him were no match for Su Xin.
So now he could only wait, wait to see how Su Xin intended to dispose of him.
After a long pause, Su Xin finally said, "Do you wish to rebuild your body and roam free in Jianghu?"