"You want us to be the persuaders." Tang Yun's expression changed slightly. "Do you know that if he hadn't let me go last time, I would have died in South America long ago? And now, you still expect me to persuade him. Not to mention the risk of getting killed, do you think he would even see me, let alone be persuaded?" Tang Yun sneered, as if mocking Zeus's cooperation. In fact, Zeus is no saint; at least compared to Ye Shikai, he's an ambitious man but equally powerful. For thousands of years, Eastern and Western cultivators have been in constant strife, so as a Westerner, Zeus naturally has a lot of support from Western cultivators. Otherwise, if the Netherworld Palace, Moon God Temple, and War God Temple became dominant, would they have any room to survive?
"You want him to give up all the South American interests to you? Isn't this just wishful thinking?" Zhao Yanran, who was listening on the side, also noticed the unreasonable parts.
