Zhao Danqing shook his head.
Nangong Lie furrowed his brow, somewhat unwilling. Merely relying on the demon clan, he would forever be a puppet. It was only for the sake of profit that he chose to collude with them.
He wasn't completely ignorant. While the demon clan was using him, he was also using them. He wanted to break ties but lacked the strength.
Hence, he was eager to win over some allies.
Biyou Palace was the ally he valued.
Unfortunately, from beginning to end, Biyou Palace never wished to support him.
Taking a deep breath, Nangong Lie continued:
"If Biyou Palace is willing to help me annex the kings of the Central Plains, I can swear a grand oath right now. The day I succeed in consolidating power in the Central Plains is the day Biyou Palace becomes our national religion.
By then, the entire South State could be granted to Biyou Palace, and Brother Zhao could become a prince as well."
Zhao Danqing turned his head, gazed at Nangong Lie, and suddenly smiled:
