Luo Yang understood what Zhu Zishan was talking about.
Last time, to save Zhu Li, it was Zhu Zishan who was sent for the exchange.
That incident had nearly scared Zhu Zishan to death; she even thought Luo Yang would leave her behind.
Latterly, she even considered jumping into the Frozen Lake and ending it all.
While she was lost in wild thoughts, Luo Yang came to rescue her.
If he had been half an hour later, Zhu Zishan might have jumped into the Frozen Lake already.
This time, to ask her to make such a great sacrifice again, she was very reluctant in her heart.
Knowing it was a life-or-death matter, who would be willing?
Though the odds of success weren’t low, failure would mean her life was at stake.
Even if she survived, her life would be ruined.
If Zhu Zishan’s mood got worse, she might cry.
Once she cried, Plan B would probably no longer be executable.
Luo Yang only had two plans prepared; if Plan A and B were not used, then there would be no backup.
This time, Luo Yang was determined to get his hands on the Blood Devil.
He had made up his mind that if he didn’t get the Blood Devil, he wouldn’t return to the Hongyun Brigade.
Of course, on October 1st, he had to fight the Japanese Ninja Yi Sheng Bu Bo in the ring, and must return to the sports center in Honghai County city that night.
But there’s one condition, and that’s if Luo Yang is still alive.
Luo Yang said, "Sister Zhu, take a gamble - if we succeed, a bicycle becomes a motorcycle."
If successful, Plan B would be the least effortful way to get the Blood Devil.
But if it fails, the consequences would be dire.
Zhu Zishan complained coquettishly, "They’re already on guard against us, how could they possibly still trust us? The moment we meet, it would be odd if they didn’t immediately tie us up." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel fire.net
This worry was more aligned with reality.
Luo Yang said, "Sister Zhu, be brave, we will succeed."
Success is based on a gamble.
This is betting tomorrow on today’s outcome; if you lose, there is no future.
"No, I’m scared," Zhu Zishan said softly.
Anyone would be reluctant to agree so easily.
Luo Yang’s Plan B was to directly negotiate a deal with the Elders of the Blood Devil Sect and cooperate with them to snatch the Blood Devil when found.
This had the advantage of avoiding the various troubles of entering the Altar.
Every upside has its downside.
The drawback is that it’s much harder to escape, and the slightest error could mean a beheading.
Plan A has the benefit of freedom to come and go – success or failure is all on oneself, without the need to consider fighting one’s way out through hundreds or thousands of people with Zhu Zishan.
"Sister Zhu, listen to me."
"No listening, no listening, just not listening..."
Zhu Zishan covered her ears with her hands, pouting her red lips; in fact, she hesitated, not yet making a final decision.
At such times, Luo Yang knew that the more he persuaded her, the more likely it might backfire.
He hadn’t mentioned Plan B when he was at the Hongyun Brigade because he was afraid she wouldn’t agree to it.
Furthermore, there was Mother Zhu who would have had objections, thus it was inappropriate to discuss it in front of her.
"Sister Zhu, once we find the Blood Devil, there’s a chance to clarify your father’s situation," Luo Yang stated.
In fact, the two matters were not necessarily related.
Luo Yang knew what concerned Zhu Zishan the most was investigating whether her father was dead or alive. By linking the two matters, his goal was to make her willing to help.
"You say, how to get away?" asked Zhu Zishan.
"It’s uncertain now, we’ll have to adapt accordingly at the time," Luo Yang responded.
Once inside the Altar and having found the Blood Devil, the response will depend on the specific situation.
Talking about it now is pointless.
Seeing Zhu Zishan still contemplating, Luo Yang also found it inconvenient to pressure her.
This grave matter related to life and death; it was only right for her to think it through.
Just at this moment, Luo Yang’s cellphone rang.
Thinking it was Tang Guihua and the others calling, he took it out only to see that it was a call from Lin Xijia’s cousin, Chen Xiaoyun.
Lately, Chen Xiaoyun had been sourcing beauty stream from Luo Yang, and her sales performance was very impressive.
Upon answering the call, Luo Yang asked, "Sister Yun, what’s up?"
Chen Xiaoyun laughed and said, "Niu Zai, I have a friend who also wants to source from you; is that okay?"
In business, monopolistic types are the most profitable.
If only Chen Xiaoyun sold beauty stream in Tianjiang City, her income would be considerably substantial.
If they split the market between them, it wouldn’t be a problem if the market share was sufficiently large.