And he had too many enemies. If they both ended up wounded, the consequences would be unimaginable…
"Young lady, what will it take for you to be willing to save my son?"
The Lord suppressed the raging fury within him and asked.
"I told you, I have no obligation to save him, nor do I want to."
As if she didn't see the Lord's inner turmoil, Mu Ruyue's voice was neither cold nor warm, yet it dropped like a heavy stone into the Lord's heart…
The Lord's body trembled slightly. He closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them, showing a hint of determination in his eyes: "Young lady, if you are willing to save my son, I will offer the position of Lord to you willingly."
What is the position of Lord compared to this?
If he lost his only heir, unable to pass on his lineage, he might as well abandon the position…
In any case, with his strength, he could thrive anywhere he went.
Hearing this, Mu Ruyue's expression finally changed.
