"Su Yurong greets the Forge Lord. May ten thousand blessings be upon you." She stepped forward and bowed, her right hand gently resting over her left at her waist. Her demeanor was gentle and respectful, and she did not raise her eyes.
Jian Heng nodded. He glanced at the Forge Lord in front of him. Shock and disbelief were written all over his face.
Seeing that expression, Jian Heng could not help but want to laugh. He clearly knew what this man wanted. This man was a manipulator who intended to take advantage of his plight.
And in all honesty, if he had still been unable to find a way to release Su Yurong from the Eternal Ice, he might have been desperate enough to accept a deal with the devil.
It was a good thing that his good brother Wei Chen had already helped him solve the Eternal Ice problem without any hidden agenda. It had only been a simple favor of helping Wei Chen deal with that bastard, Gu Tianhe, which he had happily accepted.
