Demon Slaughter knew that he was definitely being watched by various eyes.
But he didn't care.
Because, what could be more important than staying alive?
Integrity?
Bullshit.
Don't be fooled by how Demon Slaughter kills without blinking, he is a Nightmare in the hearts of the masses.
But in reality, he's also a seasoned opportunist.
If it weren't for his repeated retreats at the right moments, he wouldn't have survived until now.
This time, it wasn't a retreat but a plea for mercy. But that didn't matter; as long as he survived, anything could be negotiable.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Qin Hao looked at the kneeling Demon Slaughter, a playful smile on his lips.
"Earlier, weren't you about to gamble your life with me?"
Demon Slaughter felt like he wanted to die.
Why was I so foolish and so mouthy back then!
But his mouth humbly said, "I was blind and foolish, blindly arrogant. I don't hide from you, Lord Night Emperor, I regret it immensely now..."
