"Ye... Qingchen, I beg you to spare my life! I don't want to die..." Old Cui struggled to escape Ye Qingchen's bindings, but his body was involuntarily squeezed deeper into the vines.
SPURT!
A stream of fresh blood sprayed from Old Cui's mouth, and his clothes were on the verge of tearing apart.
"Spare... spare my life! I... I am willing to be your loyal servant! Just let me go, and I promise to commit all my forces to do your bidding!" Panic flooded Old Cui's face as tears streamed down his cheeks.
Ye Qingchen's lips curled into a smirk. "Old Cui, I never thought of having you serve me. However, if you can truly prove your use, then I will naturally consider letting you go!"
Ye Qingchen's eyes twinkled with a cunning light, leaving Old Cui stunned.
"I... I am willing!" Old Cui hurriedly agreed. Right now, all he wanted was to live, no matter the cost. A slight smile touched Ye Qingchen's lips.
