"Who exactly are you people?"
Faced with Amarantha White's discontented inquiry, Carson Flores coldly laughed, "What do you think?"
"You're refugees from under the Demon Flames Heaven-devouring Formation. You've gathered so much information because you wish to return to the Immortal Realm, right."
Carson Flores calmly replied, "Correct answer. Unfortunately, it's no longer relevant to you."
Amarantha White gritted her teeth, "What do you want? I can help you. We could make a deal."
Carson Flores chuckled dryly, "A deal? Do you think I'd still let you go back so you can find more people to capture us? I've heard that your Mercenary Association Round Table Council consists of seven Quasi-Saints..."
Amarantha White answered, "You're currently in the Demon Realm, facing constant danger. You need help, right? Your ultimate goal is to return to the Immortal Realm. If you release me, I can send you back to the Immortal Realm."
