"Recompense?" Upon hearing this, Han Li chuckled lightly.
"What, does Fellow Daoist not believe my words? If that's the case, I am not opposed to offering some compensation upfront," the man with the surname Gui said coldly.
"Brother Han, only I, who have studied this Demon Armor from Beyond the Heavens, can repair it. If we join forces, not only will I fix this armor upon returning, but I will also bring you here in several hundred years to search for the True Qilin Origin and share it with you," Slim said calmly, as if she was certain Han Li would help her.
True enough, just as she predicted, Han Li only pondered briefly before shaking his head at the man surnamed Gui:
"Regardless of what happens later, I cannot sit idly by this time. If you know what's best for you, Fellow Daoist, you'd better leave on your own accord."
