"Your companions are doing well now."

After he said this, he saw the little female looking at him with a very suspicious look, obviously not believing what he said.

He didn't give too much explanation.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You are a damned pagan!"

"Want to join us?"

Song Jinqiao was about to say something indignant when he suddenly stopped.

"What?"

Wang looked at her dazed little face and repeated very considerately: "Want to join us?"

What does he mean by this? Are you still useful to him?

"I have no use, but my partner does. He is trying to win over Baidi and the others in disguise."

"I've become a pagan, am I still worried that Baidi and the others will be unhappy?"

"However, since he said that, it means they won't touch Baidi and the others for the time being. I must now make them feel that if my partner becomes a pagan, I will abandon them."

"Impossible! I won't join you!" As she spoke, a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes. It seemed that she hated the pagans to the core. "You hateful pagans, one day, the Beast God will punish you!"

Beast God?

At the mention of the Beast God, the king's pupils constricted, and murderous intent gradually emerged on his calm face, as if he hated the Beast God to the core.

"What's the Beast God!" He suddenly stretched out his hand, pinched her neck, and veins bulged on his forehead. As long as he thought about it, Song Jinqiao would die.

"As long as our master finds the Beast God, we will end this world under the control of the damn Beast God!"

Song Jinqiao's neck was pinched and her breathing was suffocated. Just when she thought she was about to die, Wang suddenly let go.

"Cough, cough, cough!" She touched her neck and coughed dryly a few times, secretly shocked by the king's deep hatred for the Beast God.

What on earth did Cecilius do to make these pagans hate him so much? Even when he was mentioned, these pagans acted as if possessed by an evil spirit.

"You were too impulsive. He almost crushed you to death just now." The system disagreed.

Song Jinqiao touched his still aching neck and said helplessly, "How could I know they hated the Beast God so much? He went crazy when the Beast God was mentioned. So what on earth did your Beast God do?"

[How should I know? I’m just a part-time worker.]

After letting go of Song Jinqiao, Wang was speechless for a moment and just stood there.

He didn't say anything, and Song Jinqiao didn't say anything either.

The cell suddenly became quiet, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

"What do you want?"

"What?"

"I asked, what do you want?" Wang regained his calm demeanor, but the system thought he looked a bit like a human.

[Pretend to be smart, get struck by lightning.] The system complained.

The king continued, "Whatever you want, we can give you: stronger and more handsome men, more and rarer crystals, more beautiful and softer fabrics... We can easily give you all of these."

He tempted her, just like curiosity tempted Pandora. As long as she opened the magic box, there would be countless treasures inside, at her fingertips.

Song Jinqiao bit her lower lip, her eyes wandering, but finally becoming firm.

"No, I will not join you damned heathens!"

Listen, although the language is poor, every time they mention pagans, they never forget to embellish them with the word "hateful".