Chong Sheng fell silent.
At this moment—
He was left with only two choices.
His life or his technique.
His gaze flickered.
If Bai Zihan truly let him go after obtaining the technique…
Then it would be worth it.
A fair trade. Not to mention, he could easily take revenge once he gained strength.
So compared to his life, a Saint-Grade Technique wasn't worth it.
But Chong Sheng's eyes darkened slightly.
He didn't believe that Bai Zihan would keep his word.
How could he easily trust just words?
A person like him—
Who had stood at the peak as a Demonic Cultivator ruler—
Would easily trust someone's words?
Trust was the most useless thing in this world.
He had even been betrayed by his most trusted person, so how could he trust someone like Bai Zihan?
From everything he had seen, Bai Zihan was not someone who would let him off just because of a few words.
Not someone who would show mercy.
But right now, he had no other choice.
He could only try to negotiate.
