Javier Sinclair raised his eyes slightly, his cold gaze falling upon him.
"Oh? And what do you have to say?"
Ian Valerius felt a chill when that gaze swept over him. 'I'm supposed to be the embodiment of malice, so why am I still terrified of Javier Sinclair?' 'So this is the Demon God's might. It's truly terrifying.' 'But, from what I know, this Demon God now has a weakness. He protects his wife as if she were his own life.'
With this in mind, he spoke up. "I know something about your wife. But if you want me to tell you, you'll have to join forces with me to attack the Immortal Realm."
Javier Sinclair replied, "Let's hear it. I'll consider it."
Ian Valerius stood up from the floor of the sealed space. He glanced at Javier Sinclair and said, "Have you never had suspicions about your wife's identity?"
Hearing this, Javier Sinclair remained silent, but a flash of understanding crossed his eyes. He was finally taking him seriously.
