The blue light surrounded the God of wind and snow, making her look aesthetic and dreamy.
She stood in the air like a beautiful and perfect goddess.
"Mrs. Stefanie, I'm not familiar with you. Let's not talk about helping!"
Upon hearing this, Locke directly refused her request.
The God of wind and snow was a true God. Even she couldn't handle it, so she must face a huge risk.
Of course, Locke wouldn't agree to her request.
However, an idea came to his mind. Since the God of wind and snow could ask him for help, it must have something to do with the world.
It might also have something to do with the purpose of her arrival in this world.
And he also wanted to know the true purpose of these gods to take a fancy to this world.
Of course, no matter how curious he was, he couldn't jump into the pit of the God of wind and snow.
It was a matter of life and death.
"Don't refuse me in a hurry. As long as you agree to help me, I can pay you the corresponding reward."