"Did I say something like that? Why don't I remember?" I pulled out a chair and sat down.
The Vine Demon stood up excitedly, "Yes, I originally brought it up, but you agreed to the condition nonetheless."
"Lan Shaotang, the name sounds nice, but the filthy and sordid deeds betray such a good name." I glanced at the metallic nameplate on the Vine Demon's desk, "I didn't agree to that condition, and even if I did, I can just go back on it."
"Su Wan, what exactly do you want?" Lan Shaotang slammed a fist on the table, his entire hand turning green, and a long crack extending across the tabletop.
If it were the old me, it would have been hard for me to start trouble with anyone.
But now, I have enough strength and a sense of responsibility on my shoulders.
Witnessing firsthand the series of heinous acts Lan Shaotang carried out under the orders of the Ten Thousand Poison Hall.
