"Hmph, you'd better be thinking the same!"
Black Nether snorted coldly, then turned to look at the two people confronting each other. He said with some hesitation, "The Saint has already understood the cause of this matter clearly and has specifically asked me to invite you both to the Holy Alliance."
"Didn't the Saint say anything else?"
Qin Tian touched his chest, slowly calming the boiling blood inside, and asked unwillingly.
"The Saint only told me this. What do you mean?"
Black Nether naturally knew what Qin Tian was thinking. The first half of his sentence was a response to Qin Tian, while the latter half was directed at Chu Ming.
If Chu Ming resisted, he would certainly take action, joining forces with Qin Tian to bring Chu Ming before the Saint.
Qin Tian also stared at Chu Ming, hoping that Chu Ming would exhibit some defiance.
"Alright, lead the way!"
