After a moment of silence, a hint of helplessness appeared on Sima Lingyun's face, just as Lu Tianxing had guessed. He chose to compromise, because no matter what, Lu Tianxing couldn't die. Allowing members of the Netherworld Mercenary Corps to enter Beijing might be just a drop in the ocean, unlikely to have a significant effect, but at least it could block those troublesome little ants and ease Lu Tianxing's pressure.
"Alright, I agree to let the Netherworld Mercenary Corps enter Beijing, but there's one thing you must promise me..."
"You must keep them in check and not let them cause you trouble, right?"
"Correct."
"Rest assured, I will keep them in check and won't let them act recklessly."
Lu Tianxing nodded and directly agreed.
