Qin Hao curiously asked, "How many races are there in the Ten Thousand Demon Sacred Mountain?"
"Nearly ten thousand races, some strong, some weak, some many, some few," Su Xuanji replied.
Qin Hao pondered for a moment, "Thank you, Miss Su, for telling me."
Su Xuanji smiled at him, "Mr. Qin, I've told you everything I should. What else do you want to know? I will tell you everything without reservation."
Qin Hao: "Not for now, if Miss Su agrees to my condition, I can also give you a drop of royal-grade blood from the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Clan."
"I agree, I will agree to any of Mr. Qin's conditions," Su Xuanji said with an enchanting and captivating look, and gave Qin Hao a flirtatious glance.
Qin Hao exchanged a drop of royal-grade blood from the Nine-tailed Demon Fox Clan at the Merit Store: "Miss Su, here it is for you. I hope you don't forget what you promised me."
