Neither of them said a single word in that instant. The Mythic Spirit’s scales flared up, and copious amounts of billowing Yin energy poured out of his body at once. Even then, he remained silent for a long time, before finally speaking, “Before I accept this gift, I’d like to know Hell’s view on such matters in future.”

Now that their interests were aligned, Qin Ye immediately understood Black Mamba’s question to mean how Hell would react once the Black Mamba Underworld was exposed for developing Forbidden Arts.

“I don’t know, and I don’t care. It’s none of our business.” Qin Ye smiled meaningfully as he slowly raised his wine glass.

You don’t know that the Black Mamba Underworld is developing Forbidden Arts?

Nope. We weren’t the ones who gave them the Forbidden Arts initiation module.

And since that’s the case, it’s naturally none of Hell’s business. Who do we look like? Some kind of charitable organization that would resolve such issues for the greater good of the netherworld?

Black Mamba immediately understood the intentions behind Qin Ye’s words.

“Very well…” He straightened up and smiled, “We’ll ink the deal in three days' time. Once that’s done, I’ll immediately convene a meeting with the Coalition of Alkebulan Underworlds.”

Qin Ye raised his wine glass again and smiled brightly, “To success.”

“To success.”

Clink… The clink of their glasses were as crisp and clear as they had ever been.

Qin Ye didn’t stay for much longer. Instead, he tore off the latter half of...