"I won't pressure you," Ye Qichi said. "Tell me your answer when you've thought it through."
"Hmm."
"Don't worry, even if you don't submit to Prince Chen, I will do my best to ensure your safety," Ye Qichi stated bluntly.
In Song Yanqing's eyes, a clear surprise was evident.
For some reason, Ye Qichi treated him this way.
He should have been dead by now.
People related to the Chu King would be sentenced to death for treason.
"Do you know how many top scorers Daxuan Kingdom has had so far?" Ye Qichi asked.
Song Yanqing, of course, knew.
Including him, merely five.
"So, it would be a pity to die like this," Ye Qichi remarked.
Song Yanqing pursed his lips.
"Heaven has granted you remarkable talents for a reason; they should not be wasted carelessly," Ye Qichi said with a light smile, "Rest well and talk once your wounds have healed."
Having said that.
Ye Qichi then left.
Someone like Song Yanqing, she was well aware, was not easily persuaded.
