Long Jing cried hoarsely and shouted:
"Brother Wang, let my son go. I'll have Yang Xiao promise not to kill you. I… I'll even give you the position of Emperor of Great Dragon, how about it?"
As she spoke, Long Jing looked at Yang Xiao and said anxiously:
"Yang Xiao, hurry and agree to Ao Tian. Promise not to kill him, say it, quick!"
At this moment, in Long Jing's heart, her son was of course the most important. As for the imperial throne, power, money—everything else could be thrown away.
Yang Xiao stared at Long Aotian and said solemnly:
"Long Aotian, as long as you let Long Xiao go, the hatred between you and me can be wiped clean, I won't pursue it anymore. Of course, you can still come seek revenge on me, I'll be waiting anytime.
But if you dare lay a finger on Long Xiao, I swear here before everyone, no matter if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will hunt you down, and your wife and children can forget about escaping my revenge."
