"I genuinely didn't think that you would give me the option to choose peace." Ye Xianguo took a casual sip of wine. "I thought that you would be determined to kill me."

"As King Yanluo, I can't afford to take that risk," Qin Ye replied with a smile, but the veins on the backs of his hands were bulging.

If possible, he would tear the inner demon into a million shreds, but at this point, it was untouchable.

This was only a fragment of the inner demon's soul here, and if he were to allow his emotions to get the better of him, leading him to recklessly strike down this puppet, then the Cathayan Underworld would be sure to be beset with more riots. He could've acted on his own selfish wishes 20 years ago, but he couldn't do that now.

"I enjoy dealing with smart and practical people like you," Ye Xianguo said as he raised his glass before extending it slightly toward Qin Ye.

"Same with me." Qin Ye also raised his glass, and the two glasses gently touched with a crisp clink. Their eyes met, and both of them began to smile.

Don't think that your victory is assured! Come and attack Hell if you dare! 

"You're clearly a smart man, so I won't waste time with unnecessary words." The inner demon picked up the napkin beside him, then dabbed at its own mouth before proposing, "I promise that I won't touch the Cathayan Underworld again for the next three years."

Qin Ye smiled as he replied,...