Having heard Ye Wutian's words, the old man hesitated for a moment before finally responding with a sinister chuckle, "At first, I was indeed tempted, but after careful consideration, as long as I continue to obey the organization, the poison of the Brain Rotting Heart Corroding Pill won't activate. However, if I eliminate the poison in my body and betray the organization, I will inevitably be hunted down by them. Why should I make such an unfavorable and strenuous deal with you?"
Ye Wutian scoffed and said, "True, betraying the organization might lead to their pursuit, but if you don't make this deal with me now, you'll die immediately." By the end of his statement, his tone had turned exceedingly chilling.
"Hmph! To think you two could kill me is utterly delusional." The old man responded coldly, and upon finishing his sentence, he swept his hands around his waist, producing two glittering golden daggers, clearly two Low-Grade Gold Attribute Immortal Artifacts.