This really caught Lin Chang'sheng off guard—he didn't expect the other side would want to negotiate terms with him?
"What terms?"
Lin Chang'sheng asked.
If it's something I can do, then I'll agree to it. If not, I certainly won't.
Clap, clap—
Wu Hao clapped his hands, and from not far away, a stunning young woman walked over.
The woman was wrapped in golden silk, looking absolutely regal—a high-born lady, no doubt.
She looked to be in her early twenties, with a shapely, full figure and an air of dignified grace.
But within her surged massive Primordial Power—it was clear she was an Integration Stage cultivator.
"This is my daughter Wu Yue. If you're willing to become cultivation partners with her, then we'll be family—and that matter won't be anything at all. What do you think?"
Wu Hao spoke bluntly.
He'd taken a liking to Lin Chang'sheng's potential, convinced he'd achieve great things in the future.
