"Someone dared to take an oath to Styx?" The 'Old Age Striking King' blinked, "Even powerful Divine Powers don't play like that!"
'Perfect Bald' had a different take: "Do you think he would be more tormented if he slept in Styx compared to relying on luck with the Ishmael Household?"
"Probably. He's not really concerned about that family's future," someone said from afar... it was the 'Young Master' sitting in the corner, lost in thought.
Though splitting zones was something that, as the Clan Leader of Youth Journey of the Wenjian World, he had to attend, no one dared to let him directly participate in formal negotiations.
He's a bit volatile now... although his temper that could explode at any time could be used to negotiate better defense zones for Wenjian, the executives of Wenjian knew themselves well and wouldn't cooperate in such matters!
