"So, what should I do?"
Without the illness, Lord Huang resumed his usual style—majestic yet stern.
Qin Hao said plainly, "I happen to have a few Blood Creation Pills. You should know that these are for replenishing blood. Just a few should keep you alive."
"Then what?"
Lord Huang continued asking sternly.
In fact, as time went by, the chances of his dying only increased.
Logically, he should be extremely anxious at this moment.
But he just spoke calmly.
"It's simple. Give me certain benefits, and I'll save you."
Qin Hao smiled as he spoke, his teeth bright, his smile cunning.
Not far away, Huang Ying and Huang Yuanzhi were almost shocked stiff.
Damn, you're actually daring enough to bargain with Lord Huang at such a life-and-death moment?
Do you not want to live?
Do you even know Lord Huang's bloody past!
What's even more surprising is that Lord Huang wasn't angry. Instead, he said very calmly, "Do you know this could get you killed?"
Qin Hao just smiled silently.
