Chapter 162: The Deal
Imprisoned within the white sphere, Han Xuhan spoke without fear, echoes of his voice spiraling through the endless tube that led into the depths of this Artificial Macrocosm.
One by one, he picked apart the flaws in Qian Yun’s scheme.
"Since the moment I have appeared here, you’ve done everything in your power to make me feel less and less safe. From boasting about your position in this spiritual world, to telling me repeatedly that I was at your mercy, to indirectly hinting that my martial siblings have backstabbed me, and then claiming that my Sect Master has chosen not to help me...
"You’ve tried to hammer so many nails into the coffin of my hopes, thinking that I would give in to the fear and submit to your offer. But all of these would have been totally unnecessary if you really were that powerful as you describe yourself to be; or if my situation was as horrible as you’re insinuating.
"We’ve seen perfectly well how you conduct business back inside the Holy Land, when we were at your mercy. Being so reasonable was not a part of your character at that time. So let’s just ignore all of those little mischief on your part, fellow cultivator. I’m a magnanimous man. I’ll just treat it as a childish prank.
"Now why don’t you tell me again about this deal you’re trying to offer me? And do change the conditions of the deal slightly if you want me to accept it. Equal parties, equal benefits, that’s how I roll!"
For quite a while, no voice came from the other end of the tunnel. Han Xuhan patiently waited. He wasn’t actually sure if the other party had more insidious cards to play, but this was the best outcome he could bring out right now.
If Qian Yun decided to be as obstinate as he had been in the Holy Land after his puppetization, things would not bode well for Han Xuhan. This guy might just leave him here, imprisoned till he went crazy. After all, Han Xuhan hadn’t found a way out of this Artificial Macrocosm yet.
Relief flooded him when he heard the voice once more.