"Shi Yao Ancestor, I'll ask one last question. Do you intend to sit and wait for death?" Zhao Sheng asked tactfully, frowning slightly.
Upon hearing this question, a divine light flashed in Shi Yao Ancestor's eyes, and his hair and beard moved without wind. He lifted his head to look at Zhao Sheng and countered, "What I want, didn't you already know a long time ago!"
Zhao Sheng, hearing this, seemed suddenly enlightened, his gaze slightly avoiding the other's eyes.
Indeed, he had broken some promises before! After all, when they killed the Blood God's Son in those years, Shi Yao Ancestor had contributed significantly. Yet, the results still hadn't met his expectations.
