Shi Ming considered this his good deed for the day, but the other party didn't seem to appreciate it.
???
"A hundred years of servitude!?"
"You've got a lot of nerve, kid!"
Bai Yimo's face turned frosty.
If she weren't in such a weakened state—having gained no advantage in their last conflict and lost most of her secret treasures—she would have attacked immediately to teach this delusional fool a lesson!
She was always the one to command others. When had another being ever dared to command *her*?
Besides, she was a true genius, the possessor of a numbered skill. Among the infinite beings in the cosmos, there were no more than a hundred such geniuses! A genius among geniuses! In any Cosmic Country, she would have been revered and trained as a Saintess!
With a single call, countless simps would fall to their knees to present her with offerings!
The idea of being commanded by another was preposterous.
And now, she was to be commanded by someone else?
Impossible.
