Han Zhan's body leaned slightly backward, with a look of astonishment.
"Are you kidding me?"
A Tier Nine Ultimate Powerhouse, moreover one who has consecutively slain six Tier Nine Ultimates, is actually pleading for death from him?
This isn't funny.
This conversation is like walking down the street and a stunningly beautiful woman dressed entirely normally suddenly inviting one to a hotel room.
The first reaction of a normal person would never be to readily agree, but instead to worry if there is any conspiracy, or if it's a honey trap.
"If this is still a test, I suggest skipping them."
"My time is limited, and such exchanges with you are meaningless."
Han Zhan said in a deep voice.
Luo Qiuhong shook her head, her face calm, but her eyes slightly lifted, with emotions raging in their depths.
"Since you accepted my invitation, you must be somewhat curious about me."
"You can listen to me first, and after I'm done, you'll be able to judge truth from falsehood."
