'It actually worked.' Suo Haoran was beside himself with relief. When this foreigner had leveraged his possession of their Mythical Contract, he had originally been under the impression that their Zenith Tower was going to suffer a gargantuan loss. As a cultivator who had ascended to this level of cultivation, he was pragmatic, and his view of things was grounded by realistic expectations.
Not once after the entire fiasco had he believed that the Zenith Creation Tower would suffer a catastrophic calamity that would plunge it into ruin. At the very most, if he was a little slower, just like how he, Su Yi, and Golden Night Sovereign had taken advantage of the Zenith Refinement Tower, they would have taken a significant hit by another's hand. It was acceptable. And given their reputation and influence, there was no way any of them would be too excessive in their demands.
Only World-Saint Neo-Dawn, this foreigner, would have the mindset to drain them dry in exchange for safety.
