here we go again!
That familiar feeling of suffocation!
Only those who have experienced it know how terrifying it is. When he felt a little suffocated, the shadow of death had already spread throughout Yuan Zhao's entire body.
But she did not back down and stubbornly looked at Rong Ruo.
She knew this was her only chance. Since Rong Ruo had spared her for three years, he would never take her life so easily.
Looking at Yuan Zhao, who was in extreme pain but still refused to back down and beg for mercy, Rong Ruo's eyes flashed with interest.
He has interrogated many people, including many so-called heroes. At the beginning, they were all tough and unyielding, but in the end, none of them failed to beg for mercy, without exception.
The woman in front of him looked so weak; he could kill her with the slightest movement of a finger.
Moreover, she seemed so afraid of herself, yet she never begged for mercy.
He slightly raised his hand, and the suffocating feeling instantly disappeared.
Yuan Zhao knew she had made the right bet; she was indeed useful to Rong Ruo.
Neither of them spoke first, and an eerie atmosphere filled the room. After a long while, Yuan Zhao finally heard Rong Ruo say:
"explain!"
Rong Ruo's voice was somewhat cold. Yuan Zhao took a deep breath, knowing that this might be her only chance to negotiate with Rong Ruo.
"Master, I can be a medicinal ingredient. I can provide anything I can."
Upon hearing this, Rong Ruo raised his phoenix eyes, his cold gaze filled with frost.
"condition!"
His tone was very unpleasant; the more people who knew he was poisoned, the greater the risk.
He thought this would be easy to manipulate, but unexpectedly, things went wrong halfway through, and she was able to guess his secret.
At this moment, Rong Ruo's feelings were not simply unpleasant.
Yuan Zhao straightened his back and looked up at Rong Ruo:
"I want to take advantage of the Grand Eunuch's influence."
Upon hearing this, Rong Ruo raised an eyebrow, as if he had heard something amusing, and curled the corners of his lips into a smile:
"You think your blood is worth that much?"
Rong Ruo's words were clearly tinged with coldness; he was subtly warning Yuan Zhao that she had gone too far. However, Yuan Zhao seemed oblivious, and smiled brightly.
"If the supervisor thinks it's valuable, that's fine."
Her blood was worthless in the eyes of others, but Rong Ruo needed it, and that was her advantage.
If Rongruo could find someone more suitable than her, he wouldn't have kept her for three years.
Both sides are well aware of this.
As soon as Yuan Zhao finished speaking, the entire room suddenly turned as cold as if it had been plunged into an ice cellar.
This was a contest between the two of them, and Yuan Zhao knew very well that if she couldn't withstand it, she would never be able to get any advantage from Rong Ruo again.
Rong Ruo was well aware that if he backed down today, he would truly be controlled by Yuan Zhao.
He released his oppressive aura in an attempt to force Yuan Zhao to compromise, but half an hour later, even though the woman in front of him was trembling involuntarily, her back remained straight.
A glint of light flashed in Rong Ruo's eyes. He suddenly withdrew his oppressive aura, and Yuan Zhao felt a sudden relaxation as the aura of a superior finally disappeared.
Before she could even catch her breath, she heard Rong Ruo speak:
"You'd better pray that your blood will always be useful."
This is a compromise.
Yuan Zhao smiled upon hearing this:
“This woman will pray every day.”
Looking at her smiling face, Rong Ruo ground his back teeth, extremely displeased.
His fingers unconsciously rubbed together, as if he wanted to destroy something, but in the end he didn't do it.
Yuan Zhao, having gained an advantage, did not feign modesty. She slowly walked up to Rong Ruo, lowered her head, and revealed her snow-white neck, looking as if she were at his mercy.
Looking at that snow-white swan neck, Rong Ruo's throat moved slightly.
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