"A gentleman's word is as reliable as a team of horses. Let's make an oath with a handshake."
Li Feng looked at Ouyang Qiuhai, who stepped forward and raised her hand. He lifted his hand, and Ouyang Qiuhai voluntarily shook hands with Li Feng.
"The oath is made, witnessed by so many. If you break your promise, Heavenly Dao will not tolerate it."
Ouyang Qiuhai had a conspiratorial smile on her face, convinced the Demon Clan wouldn't dig a single pit. With that said, she turned and approached Sikong Yu, who looked speechless.
"Sister Yu, are you mad at me? I had no choice but to act this way. Don't worry, I don't plan on snatching your man."
Ouyang Qiuhai pulled Sikong Yu's arm, acting coy.
Sikong Yu was at a loss for words: "Am I worried about you snatching someone from me? I'm afraid you'll end up empty-handed after your scheming, losing both man and treasure."
