"I won't kill you!"
Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly, "You want to provoke me into killing you, right? I'm not going to do that. Haven't you already been imprisoned for thirty thousand years? How about another thirty thousand?"
Yuntian glared angrily at Jiang Xiaobai. He never wanted to be imprisoned again in this lifetime; if he really had to be imprisoned for another thirty thousand years, he'd rather die now.
"Of course, if you are willing to tell me about the Future Book, I could consider letting you go," Jiang Xiaobai said. "This is a deal; whether you want to cooperate with me is up to you."
"Would you really let me go?" Yuntian shook his head, smiling bitterly. "I've killed so many monks at the Great Compassion Temple; even if you agreed to let me go, would they consent? Those monks would love nothing more than to eat my flesh and drink my blood!"
"Them?" Jiang Xiaobai chuckled, "Do I need to care about their attitude? Can they stop me from doing what I want?"
