Qin Hui nodded, “That’s right. There’s no guarantee. This is why we have to take a gamble. Furthermore… there’s no room for retreat.”

“Do you know why we’ve managed to stay alive all this while?”

“Do you know why we’ve managed to occupy three large districts, and Lord Harken has remained indifferent all this while?”

He took a deep breath and stared Su Daji in the eye, “Because the current King Yanluo is a living person, and he’s still new to the netherworld.”

“A living person?” Su Daji’s eyes narrowed, and then she gasped in horror, “Taisui fungus… There’s actually such a thing in this world?!”

She suddenly paused.

She wasn’t daft.

After all, if she were daft, she would never have lived for as long as she did. If she were daft, she would never have been able to earn the favour of the incumbent kings, regardless of how many times the one sitting in the throne had been. If she were daft, she would never have gained such a measure of influence to dictate who lived and who died around her.

Therefore, she immediately understood everything. And it was precisely because she did that her heart instantly grew cold and frigid.

Whetstone…

We’re the whetstones… We’re the best whetstones to sharpen this new King Yanluo of Hell!

Qin Hui continued, “They had left us around to sharpen the Third King Yanluo of Hell. Right now, Hell already has a reasonable base of operations, and they’re sitting on tens of millions of Yin spirits. Furthermore, they even have the backing of the Harken and the Second King Yanluo....