Yang Ruxin glanced at the three people, then smiled brightly: "No problem, deal."
"Then let them leave first." Cui Meng raised an eyebrow slightly, "I'll stay."
"I should call you Consort Cui, no, I should call you Cui Meng, as the former consort is long dead. Do you think I'm stupid?" Yang Ruxin sneered, "Even if you stay and we kill you, what use is that if you don't give us the blueprint."
Cui Meng frowned: "I'm his woman, Haohao's mother, how can I be useless?"
"Those identities of yours are worthless." Yang Ruxin looked at Cui Meng, "To put it bluntly, you are worthless."
"Then what do you want?" Cui Meng took a deep breath.
"Naturally, it's to keep someone with significance as a hostage." Yang Ruxin touched her nose, "One is the Saint Lord, the other the Master. Why don't you let them discuss who should stay?"
"Yang Ruxin, don't push me too far." Gongben Hao's face contorted for a moment.
