"He is dead. There is nothing you can do about it. But what you can do is make sure those around him suffer a thousand times over," Chen Ye said, his voice smooth and persuasive as he tried to sweet-talk Reign into joining his intricate plan.
Reign kept quiet for a moment, his massive frame tense amid the floating rocks. Slowly, he nodded, agreeing to Chen Ye's offer.
His anger simmered beneath the surface, but logic won out, his eyes narrowing as he weighed the alliance's potential.
"Why do you want his family destroyed?" Reign asked, finally restraining his explosive anger.
"Because I want to establish a favorable relationship with you. And secondly, they have something that belongs to me," Chen Ye replied calmly, stretching his hand toward Reign, who had miniaturized to twice his size. The gesture was deliberate, a symbol of partnership amid the cosmic wreckage.
