The Black Robed Man smiled and bending down, he said, "Unwilling, resentful? Would you willingly serve me, be loyal to me?"
Zhang Yong's pupils were somewhat scattered, but he still maintained some clarity and dared not respond.
"If you won't, then you may die," said the Black Robed Man coldly.
Zhang Yong was greatly panicked. His eyes shifted, and he nodded with difficulty, willing, he was willing.
"This is of your own free will, to be loyal and serve me for all your life." The Black Robed Man gently lifted his head, "Rest assured, I will let you fulfill your greatest potential."
A chill ran through Zhang Yong's heart.
Then, he heard a cracking sound in his neck, turning at a strange angle. His eyes bulged as he bizarrely saw the ground and his own back.
Is his life ending like this? It wasn't supposed to be this way. His original path was different.
