"Have you ever felt greed, Thirteenth Prince?"
Hearing Crue Dragonsmith's words, Wyatt Barnes gave him a deep look.
"To be honest, I did feel greed rise in my heart."
Crue Dragonsmith spoke frankly.
Under the sudden cold stare of Wyatt Barnes, he smiled bitterly and said, "However, I thought about how I had already given the formula for the Rowan Heaven Pill, and even if I ordered Francis Bushell against Miss Leilany, imprisoning her, I might not necessarily obtain the Divine Ability or Immortal Method she possesses... my greed dissipated."
"Rather than take a risk, I'd prefer to play it safe."
Crue Dragonsmith said candidly.
Hearing this, Wyatt Barnes's cold gaze softened again, and after taking a deep look at Crue Dragonsmith, he said, "The Thirteenth Prince is a wise man."
"If I wasn't quick-witted, I wouldn't have made it this far."
Ernesto Dragonsmith sighed.
"Brother Barnes."
