Liu Changfeng spoke truthfully, and after he finished, there was a hint of hopeful smile on his face.
"Mr. Qin, I will never be your enemy again in my life. If you let me go, I will withdraw from this fight forever, and no one will see me again. I won't cause you any trouble in the future."
He had no other choice. He didn't dare to answer the question Qin An asked earlier; speaking it would be certain death. It's better to try a different approach and see if he can find a chance to survive here.
After Liu Changfeng said this, he didn't speak again, but the desire for survival in his eyes grew increasingly intense.
Qin An thought for a moment, gently tapping the blade of Cold Star with his fingertips, falling into deep thought.
This is somewhat tricky.
If he wants to pry open this guy's mouth, it will definitely incite backlash from the Heavenly Demon.
He knew that under these circumstances of certain death, if Liu Changfeng dared to speak, it would be strange.
