Following this path, they could delve deep into the Dragon Vein and steal the Dragon Ball. The Demon Lord naturally wouldn’t allow these people to run amok, so he made a deal with your two little beauties, having them step forward to persuade the group of War Slaves, offering in return a safe passage back to the Mortal World for them and the Taixuan Scripture Master."
Baili An tilted his head and pondered for a moment before asking, "What was the choice of Miss Su Jing and Ms. Yin?"
Ning Feiyan patted his head and shook her head, "They of course chose to abandon you. To them, a tiny corpse demon like you who is also the lord of Mohe, to the righteous, you’re nothing but a toxic scourge.
They themselves are exceptional beauties of their generation, and would never have entangled themselves with you had the situation not forced them.
Now, it takes but a few words of persuasion for them to safely protect themselves and leave, so why waste the effort waiting for you to painstakingly search through ancient secrets for a Gate."
Baili An’s eyes widened slightly, "They’ve already gone down?"
Ning Feiyan uttered an affirmative and teased, "See, those two couldn’t wait to start their task, leaving only me still worried about my young master enduring hardship here. Remember, if you become the Royal Consort of the Demon Lord one day, you ought to look after me well."
Baili An showed no sign of disappointment on his face, but rather laughed somewhat abnormally, "Those two ladies seem like they’re quite difficult to talk to; I hadn’t expected that they’d actually heed advice when it comes to important matters."
This reaction truly surprised Ning Feiyan. She was stunned for a moment before she caught on to something, incredulously saying, "Don’t tell me you had anticipated this step as well, knowing that the Demon Lord would approach them, so..."
Baili An nodded, "It’s not that I calculated it with any precise accuracy, just that I considered all possibilities in advance and had planned accordingly.
This current situation is merely one of those many potential outcomes. Just in case, I had already instructed them to agree to cooperate with the Demon Lord if he made the offer.
As to whether they’ll seriously complete the task the Demon Lord asks of them, that’s for them to decide based on the circumstances."
His casual and relaxed tone sounded as if he had just completed a few simple scholarly thoughts.
Ning Feiyan’s lips parted, but she found herself at a loss for words.
It seemed, the task entrusted by the Demon Lord, might just be superficially handled by those ladies, merely going through the motions without serious intent.
"Even so, it’s still but a stalling strategy. Ms. Su and Ms. Yin Baishuang entering the territory of the Dragon Vein will still find it difficult to extricate themselves, and with you trapped here, it is a deadlock for both the Demon Lord and you."
Baili An remained composed and confident, "Deadlocks are meant to be broken with time."
He had said before, he did not like sitting around waiting for doom.
Rather than waiting for doom, he preferred to wait for the right moment to act.
Seeing his demeanor, Ning Feiyan guessed that the dungeon they were in probably wouldn’t hold him for much longer.
This guy, always seemed to bring unexpected surprises when you least expected it.
"Alright, since you have your own strategies to break the deadlock, it seems my visit today was in vain. Young master, you rest well; I haven’t slept all night, so I will return to my palace to catch up on some sleep and recharge my mind."
Ning Feiyan flicked her finger, ready to leave.
But before she could withdraw her hand, her wrist was suddenly gripped by a strong grasp, followed by her body being pulled over, uncontrollably falling onto Baili An.
His arm rudely wrapped around her waist, and once he held her, he refused to let go.
Ning Feiyan’s expression changed slightly. At first, she struggled for a moment, but feeling the undeniable strength in the hand around her waist she slowly relaxed.
Ning Feiyan narrowed her eyes, looking at the man who was holding onto her finger and not letting go. She smiled pleasingly and blew on his eyelashes, her words full of mockery, "What’s wrong? Hungry? Does my young master need me to nurse you with a bit of milk or what?"