Feng Jun was very clear that in the eyes of cultivators on the Kunhao Plane, he was considered kind-hearted.
Recently, he had managed to harden his heart a bit, and he definitely couldn't falter when it came to women.
So he nodded and said, "Well... the slave contract can be considered."
He spoke of considering, so when he decided to kill, he could rightfully claim—I'm not lying.
Liu Yiyi did not doubt him—perhaps she had considered the possibility but was willing to gamble on it.
So she briskly replied, "I'm from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, my uncle ancestor is Master Liu, how could I join the Hunting Alliance?"
Her speech was extremely quick, as if worried that Feng Jun might change his mind.
"So how did you end up together?" Feng Jun asked puzzledly, genuinely confused, "In my impression, the Hunting Alliance and Loose Cultivator Alliance don't get along... could it be deliberately created as an illusion?"
