Faced with Zhou Yu's inquiry, Cannibal Immortal snorted coldly:
"You want me to personally tell you my purpose?"
"Doesn't that mean letting me kill myself?"
"Do you think I would do that?"
Zhou Yu never expected that one day, he would be mocked by a Spiritual Medicine.
Zhou Yu's expression instantly darkened.
"You are already a captive now, and you still dare to act so arrogantly?"
"Do you think that if you don't speak, I won't have a way to deal with you?"
Cannibal Immortal stared at Zhou Yu, saying:
"What do you want to do?"
Zhou Yu laughed coldly.
"If you don't reveal your purpose, then I will have no choice but to use you for refining medicine."
"Although I cannot bring out the greatest medicinal effect, it's enough to make you perish in both form and spirit."
Upon hearing this, Cannibal Immortal indeed became flustered.
"You... If I tell you, will you spare me and let me go?"
Zhou Yu chuckled coldly:
"Letting you go is impossible."
