"Really? Then tell me, what do you want?" Jacob also smiled. He knew that the other party was not kind, but he was not easy to bully.
"Your life." Nance walked up to Jacob and stared at him. Then, he greedily took a deep breath and said, "You are a powerful martial artist. I can feel your strong heartbeat and aura."
"Hehe, do you want to live forever?" Nance asked.
"Yes." Jacob nodded. "But history told us that immortality is a lie."
"No, no, no. Immortality is not a lie." Nance shook his head and said, "There is a way. I can give you eternal life, but the premise is that you have to pay a price."
"What's the price?" Jacob asked.
"For example, you can become my blood servant," Nance said as he stretched out his right hand. His nails stretched out in an instant, and he pointed his sharp nails at Jacob's chest.