"You want to adopt me as your foster son?" Mu Can looked at Anxi with a playful face, his expression indescribably cold.
Mu Can knew that in the Demon World, the adoption of foster sons did occur quite frequently. To say foster son, it was more apt to call them lapdogs. Any cultivator with a bit of ambition would not casually become someone's foster son.
Now, Anxi actually wanted to adopt Mu Can as his foster son, which was already considered an insult on a personal level.
"How about it? After all, without you, I wouldn't have discovered the wonderful uses of the Heart of Ferocious Beast. If I adopt you as my foster son, once I unify the entire Mortal World, I can let you pick one-fourth of the territories to govern. By then, you will be second only to me, above tens of thousands. Wouldn't that be delightful?"
