Facing the domineering presence of the Undying Heavenly Lord, a cold gleam flashed across Ye Xuan's eyes, but he didn't say anything.
One cannot help but lower their head under the eaves—Ye Xuan understood this very well. At this moment, he was but fish on the chopping board, ready to be controlled by the Undying Heavenly Lord without the strength to resist.
However, as the saying goes, even a rabbit bites when it's cornered, let alone Ye Xuan?
Yet before turning against the Undying Heavenly Lord, he still needed to probe what exactly the Undying Heavenly Lord's intentions were for him.
"You say I have potential. What kind of potential makes you value me so?" Ye Xuan's eyes were deep.
