After the two Praetorian Guards left the room, Lin Haifeng looked at Mara's despair-stricken face, cleared his throat lightly, and began to speak in a slow, gentle tone.
"Your name is Mara, correct?"
Mara nodded slowly.
"I believe we can be friends... Strictly speaking, there is no animosity between us, right?"
Upon hearing Lin Haifeng's words, Mara slowly shook her head.
"So, would you let me go?"
"Probably not," Lin Haifeng answered definitively. "However... why do you insist on returning to the Demon Realm? You could easily live at the Yanjing Assembly Site. I could arrange a position for you in the institute below us. Of course, the level of your position and the benefits that come with it would depend on the information you could provide..."
After hearing Lin Haifeng's words, Mara fell silent for a long while.
"You're not planning to kill me?"
