The smile on Wei Motian's face slowly faded away, his face now devoid of any emotions. His eyes narrowed, flashing with a cold light as he said:
"A mere Mana Vortex vermin, where do you get the confidence to say such words? Do you not fear death?"
The Heavenly Demon sneered. "My confidence comes from my strength. Now untie me, and I might just let you live. You'll be my hunting dog for the rest of your life. It's a step down from being the leader, but at least you'll still be alive."
The more Wei Motian heard the Heavenly Demon speak, the more enraged he became. He was being truthful when he claimed that he had come here to recruit him. After all, the man had slaughtered so many of Arakuro's men and carved fear in the hearts of his enemies.
Such a warrior would have been a valuable addition to the Qinglin Zhai. However, upon hearing the Heavenly Demon's hateful words, Wei Motian changed his mind.
