"Boy, congratulations on answering correctly." The Imperial Preceptor sneered, and a rope flew from his hand, tightly binding Gerrit Harris!
"If you don't want to die, just listen to me obediently. If you try to run, don't blame me for killing you to silence you."
Upon hearing this, Gerrit Harris's face turned extremely unsightly!
What's this?
Imprisonment!
Moreover, his life was at risk at any moment.
"Mountain Lord, I've worked for you, and even though you've failed to keep your promises to me, I let it slide. But now, you want to kill me to silence me?" Gerrit Harris dared not speak too harshly and could only negotiate like this first.
"Sorry, I'm old, I can't remember well." The Imperial Preceptor turned his back on him, speaking leisurely, "What did I promise you?"
"You said, as long as you sit in the top position of the world, you would personally kill the Emperor and give me the ancient texts left by the Imperial Preceptor back then."
