"Alright, alright, just remember you owe me a meal."
Ye Chenfeng chuckled, stood up, and left the place.
"Whew!"
Leaving the place, Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath of fresh air.
A slight curve appeared at the corner of Ye Chenfeng's mouth as he murmured to himself, "The world seems a bit crazy; Phoenix and the others surely wouldn't expect that the one negotiating with me is the Black Sun God, but it's quite interesting."
It wasn't the old woman who sent Ye Chenfeng back but two expressionless men.
Inside the quiet pavilion.
As soon as Ye Chenfeng left, the old woman entered.
"Master, did everything go smoothly?"
The old woman bowed respectfully and asked.
"As I expected, he agreed."
The Black Sun God said indifferently.
"As expected by the master, the Forbidden God King is indeed a person of deep feelings."
The old woman praised.
"Yes, I had anticipated this point long ago."
The Black Sun God maintained a cold demeanor.
