Making a Trade

"You better withdraw all your killer's intent. Unless you are not planning on getting out of there."

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up as he revealed a mocking smile. He believed that the moment it hears this sentence, the demon would bow down.

The result was just as he predicted. The moment the statement left his lips, the demon drew back its killer's intent. In a hurry, it asked, "Young man, what do you mean by this?"

"Must I state my meaning out loud?"

Ling Xian sarcastically laughed. "Oh well, since your brain does not work fast enough, then I will tell you what I mean out loud."

[My brain does not work fast enough?]

The demon was furious for a second, but it did not interrupt. Instead, it calmed down and waited for what else Ling Xian had to say.

"The meaning of it is simple. If you cooperate nicely, I will let you go," Ling Xian softly smiled. His handsome face was full of confidence.

"Let me go?"