Zhang Yang furrowed his brows; though he found Li Meizhuang's words pleasing to hear, he was certain she was hiding something.
Zhang Yang couldn't bring himself to fully trust her, but there was one thing he was willing to believe.
That was, Blood-colored Begonia seemed to be truly in danger now.
Seeing Zhang Yang's expression, Li Meizhuang seized the opportunity to continue: "Zhang Yang, I believe others will find you after this. Some will try to coax you, while others will threaten you."
"But judging by your refusal today, I suppose the outcome will be the same in the end. And when everyone sees that you're wholeheartedly devoted to Blood-colored Begonia, the real battle will begin."
"There are many Ancient Martial Arts Sects in this world. When the time comes, the stronger they are, the more they will join this strife."
"They're all after one thing—the item in Jin Tuantuan's possession."
