"I can make a deal with you, whatever you want, I can give it to you, but you must help me kill that one-eyed!"
Zhang Mu's eyes turned red, his chest filled with grief and rage, hatred overflowing, yet he could do nothing.
"I was thinking the same." Chen Nan nodded, "I don't want anything else, I only want your head."
"Fine, I'll give it to you!"
A transaction was thus reached.
Without a hint of hesitation, Zhang Mu flicked his finger, and a longsword flew out from the storage bag at his waist, landing in his hand.
He turned to take a look at his wife and children, tears endlessly sliding down, ultimately unable to bear it, so he untied the storage bag from his waist and threw it to Chen Nan.
"Inside here is a portion of my Zhang Family's wealth, all gifted to you, along with the Zhang Family's concocted 'Soul Calming' poison, which can temporarily strip cultivators below the Golden Core Third Layer of their cultivation."
