Gong Xinran was still in deep thought. After a long while, she smiled, "I remembered. You were the one that buried me in this Nine Yin Land. I need to thank you for that. Speaking of which, it was your kindness that caused all this and I have to pay you back. Are you willing to die to serve me?"
Zong Shou frowned, temporarily not worrying about the green-robed Taoist. He carefully observed Gong Xinran, only to see that her eyes were prideful as she looked down, but there was no shine in them at all.
It seemed like she treated what she said as a sure thing.
In the next instant, her tone changed once more, "Oh, I remembered you were the son of the Monster King? Have you inherited the throne? That's right I heard someone call you Ruler so you must be the owner of Gantian right? The Overlord of the Northwest of Donglin, spanning three provinces, a population of more than a hundred million."