Hearing his old friend speak in such a manner, the Flame Emperor narrowed his dragon eyes slightly and responded in an even tone, "Deal!"
Just a moment ago, he had emphatically stated it was impossible, yet the next instant, his attitude changed completely.
What is the epitome of self-interest if not the Flame Emperor himself?
Having said this, the Flame Emperor flicked his finger and a wisp of misty, twisted black flame squeezed out from his fingertip, slowly floating before Ying Zhao.
Whoosh whoosh!
A crystal-clear crystal, about a zhang in size, suddenly enveloped the wisp of Undying True Flame.
Ying Zhao gestured with her hand, causing the crystal-encased black flame to rapidly shrink to the size of a fist before flashing into her sleeve.
"Flame Emperor, you are indeed straightforward!"