潮生崖.
The sound of crashing waves was incessant.
The cliff was silent.
"Let me give Chaosheng Pavilion a way out, fine! But I have a request," Jiang Ning said.
"Please speak, Marquis!" Chen Canghai bowed his head, suppressing his discomfort, and lowered his head.
He knew that now not only his own life, but the fate of the entire Chaosheng Pavilion depended on Jiang Ning's whim.
After a brief exchange, he had no doubt that Jiang Ning had the strength to flatten Chaosheng Pavilion.
Whether it was the Buddhist Divine Skills just performed, or that mysterious, inexplicable power, both exceeded his imagination.
"You will serve me for ten years, and I will give you a way out, as well as Chaosheng Pavilion," Jiang Ning said.
Hearing these words, Chen Canghai's face turned serious.
"Please allow me a moment to consider, Marquis." Chen Canghai said again.
"I can give you the time it takes for a cup of tea to consider." Jiang Ning said.
As the words fell.
