"My heart, remains the same!"
Qin Wentian’s voice was resolute. If time could be reversed, even if he didn’t know of the ill intentions of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and Dongsheng Ting, he would still have rejected those conditions.
To immortal kings, a thousand years was a period of time that could be likened to the blink of an eye. But to him who has only lived for less than fifty years, a thousand years was too long.
Qin Wentian also understood the intent in Dongsheng Ting’s words. Maybe Dongsheng Ting was probing him, to see if he knew when to compromise, knowing when to lower his head. If he is willing to lower in head in this matter, he would lower his head in the future again and again.