Great Divine Skill, Kill the Golden Crow

"Ha ha, you are rather straightforward. Golden Crow, you want the Soaring Galaxia Commanding Plate? Very good, I do need a slave to obey all my orders. If you will be my slave and work for me for ten thousand years, I will give you the Advanced Soaring Galaxia Commanding Plate right now, how about it?"

The face of the Golden Crow went cold. "Fortune teller, don't be too much of a savage! I am discussing it with you in a friendly manner, but you are becoming too cocky. Let me just ask you, are you giving me the Soaring Galaxia Commanding Plate?"

Li Buyi did not even bat his eyelid as he said lightly, "There is only one condition to get the Soaring Galaxia Commanding Plate: be my slave. Or else, you can get lost!"