"Like I said, I refuse."
Zhou Yuanjue's expression remained perfectly calm as he spoke again, without the slightest hesitation. To him right now, a so-called organization was merely a restraint—especially since he wouldn't be the one in control. He knew very well that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world; whatever benefits you reaped, you had to pay an equal price.
"What a pity. You've given the wrong answer again," Fuya said. "However, as a newcomer who knows too little, you have the right to make mistakes. And as veterans, it's our obligation to 'help' you make the right choice."
Rejected once more, the charming allure on her face gradually vanished, replaced by a terrifying coldness.
BOOM!!!
Beside her, Long'Er's massive body took a single step forward, causing the ground to violently tremble.
