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"Oh? You have that?" Qian Jin cracked a crafty smile. "Take all your Killing Fighting Techniques out, or I won’ tell you the other things I need."

Yi felt like he was going to pass out. "What? Are you a warrior or a businessman?"

Qian Jin looked up at the ceiling 50 meters above him as if he could see the stars through that thick layer. "My best friend was the most-skilled tradesman throughout the Zence, Demons or the Barbarians Empires! After living by him those years, I’ve become who I am now. I must know some tricks, otherwise, he would definitely make fun of me. Am I right, fatty?"

What? Yi examined himself and he had no idea why Qian Jin called him fatty.

"I’m not talking about you." Qian Jin said with a sigh. "He’s my friend, and he’s been stalled by something. Without him, I can only depend on myself."

"Is there really no wiggle room on this?" Yi asked with begging eyes. Though he was the leader of an influential bandit group, he had no choice now.

If not for his injury, he would have killed Qian Jin without hesitation, even though the young man was a Wusheng member. He had never been threatened like this before.

He would never allow his "majesty" to be violated!

But now, what could he do? About his injury, he could do nothing but sigh! He was a bandit, that’s right! But above all, he was a warrior!

There was no warrior who didn’t wish to accomplish something.

In this bloody Frontier, a bandit needed strength to live and prosper!

Deep in his heart, there was an urge to become sufficiently powerful, and there was also anger! As who he was now, he could never avenge himself!

Calmly enough, Qian Jin answered with another question. "Would you be negotiable if you were me?"

Despair crept on Yi’s face. Yes, that was exactly what Yi would do if they had changed places with each other.

"Fine!" Yi stared at Qian Jin with a pair of burning eyes. "I agree!"

"Good!" Kicking open the door, Qian Jin tucked the unconscious woman up in bed and continued. "And the last request! You can choose to be my retinue or the Shadow for life. "

Yi stared so hard that one of the corners finally cracked! A line of blood flew out like tears! His eyeballs were fixed as if they had been nailed! "Retinue? Shadow?"

Retinue? Shadow?

His chest rose and fell in turn like waves. No matter which one he chose to be, he couldn’t lay a finger on Qian Jin in the following five years. What’s more, he must go to Qian Jin’s rescue once Qian Jin was in danger.

He had planned to kill Qian Jin right after he was detoxified and cured!

Now... Retinue? Shadow?

Every Zence warrior would know what it meant to be a retinue.

But Shadow? It was not that well-known as the former. It was a technical jargon that only used among the Frontier bandits.

A bandit’s Shadow, in essence, was almost the same as a retinue. There was only a difference between them. Once a man became a Shadow, he would be tagged and every other bandit would know. He would only work for his master and no one else. If there was a betrayal...

It wouldn’t cost a single penny to have the Bandit King to execute the traitor.

This rule had long been established by the former Bandit King!

It was because some bandits had made themselves too many enemies and they could not find shelter. Since the master had no obligation to protect his or her retinue, the bandits would still die at any time even if they had sold themselves as retinues.

But once they became Shadows, they could take refuge with their master, and their master would take on all their debt. They listened to their masters and they protected their masters. If the masters suffered an accidental death, they must commit suicide because they hadn’t done their job well! If they wouldn’t, the Bandit King would kill them himself!

Of course, no one was willing to be a Shadow if he or she would be abused. They were bandits, not idiots.

But to be a Shadow? Yi broke into a heavy sweat and the blue veins on his forehead were jumping.

Looking at the changing face of Yi, Qian Jin immersed himself in thought. If there were no complications, Yi would definitely bite him right after being cured like a venomous wolf!

"Young man..." Yi gnashed his teeth with a greater determination, "You are going too far. I can promise you three things. Before they are done, I won’t lay a finger on you. You are just afraid I will kill you, right?"

Turning around and walking out, Qian Jin sat in front of the door and looked up at the ceiling. "Well, you would be at most a top Soul-Power Warrior even if you are fully recovered. It is the best an ordinary warrior could do. I can make you..."

Tilting his head, Qian Jin cracked a confident smile. "I can make you a Saint Warrior..."

Saint Warrior?

For an ordinary warrior, it was their dream!

Especially for those who had condensed Soul-Power, before they reached that dream, there would be a bottleneck which seemed designed expressly by gods of the stars!

For a Level 10 Soul-Power Warrior, there was just a layer of glass in between; they could walk into the realm by taking only a step forward, but they just couldn’t make it for their entire lives!

And a suitable Soul Weapon was even more difficult to get!

If an ordinary warrior happened to have a Soul Weapon, he was very likely to keep it even if they weren’t a perfect match because it might go well with his or her descendants.

"What did you say?"

Yi stared at Qian Jin with a doubtful expression. Was something wrong with his ears or was this young man tricking him?

Qian Jin smiled. "If you have enough materials, I can try."

"Try?" Yi squinted at Qian Jin more suspiciously. Did he mean he was going to forge a Soul Weapon? At his age? He couldn’t even be a blacksmith, not to mention a Master or Grandmaster! How was this possible?

"Take your time!" Patting Yi on his shoulder, Qian Jin stepped aside and took out the Icy Flame Warrior Power Training Scroll from his Warrior Dimension.

Yi was totally absorbed in his thoughts. Did Qian Jin mean it, to make him a Soul Weapon? Whether he was about to be a retinue or Shadow, it would be an invincible contract if he agreed.

The contract couldn’t be broken. Yi shook his head with a faint smile. Even if there was not a Bandit King to clean the treasonous Shadow, he wouldn’t be one.

Yi slightly looked up at the earth. He was a man and he would keep his promise, which was completely different from scheming. He would plot hard when dealing with an enemy, but he would never disguise a promise as a scheme afterward.

Disdain appeared on Yi’s face. A man must stick out his neck and take the consequences, no matter they were wrong or right!

"Is he lying?" Yi shook his head and overruled the speculation.

After the seven days, Yi clearly felt Qian Jin had a lot of secrets which even intrigued Bhang Wusheng. In addition, he was a man of a sense of responsibility.

Just because Hayen Brianna had helped him once, he had come to her rescue even though he knew there was a tiger here. He didn’t find a pretext to shirk from this dangerous task. Someone like him would never lie about a Soul Weapon.

"Saint Warrior..." The aloof eyes were now contaminated by hesitation! It was not because he didn’t believe Qian Jin... It was just... Qian Jin was too young! He sounded insane understating this impossible mission like that...

He had never hesitated before, even in a life-and-death battle. But today, he had to...

If everything was true, then it was more difficult to choose...

To become a Saint Warrior meant he had to be a Shadow first. Yi couldn’t reconcile himself to throw away all the things he had earned with his life all these years, including the throne he was on now. He was, after all, the greatest leader after Bhang Wusheng!

That meant a lot! As for his bandit group, it was a huge army that both the Top 10 Bloodline Families and the Three Ultimate Supreme Bloodline Families wanted to get!

His bandit group was an attractive piece of meat coveted by all. He was proud of what he had achieved over the years.

But now, to hand it over to Qian Jin? Yi couldn’t bear it! It was his second life!

But if he refused the Shadow offer, he wasn’t sure if there was anyone else able to cure him. If he couldn’t get rid of poison inside, there was no chance he could be a Saint Warrior all his life!

"Saint Warrior...Shadow ...Saint Warrior..."

Subconsciously, Yi repeated writing these words on the ground, and he had never been so agitated before

Out of curiosity, several passers-by stole a glance at the No.2 bandit group leader, who was no longer a domineering chief. He was like a woman in love but was hesitating to the marriage.

He was anxious! But for what? Why was this murdering brute so anxious? The passing bandits looked puzzled. Why was Yi staying in this newcomer’s room? Why did he look so much like a Shadow of that young man?

Shadow? They couldn’t help but feel a little absurd. How could this be? How could the head of the number 2 bandit group lower himself to be a Shadow? But that new man... Why did he look so absorbed reading the book in his hand? What was that?