Wenren Li's scalp tingled with unease, yet deep in his heart, there was also a budding sense of anticipation.
"Rest well, you must hold on, wait for me."
"Okay."
Zhang Chi's two sentences were whispered solely to Wenren Li; no one else knew what they had said, but evidently, Wenren Li had gained new strength.
This was a good sign.
On the other side, Gu Ningning felt the seed she had planted in Wenren Li's heart stop growing, and she couldn't help being shocked.
After all this time, this man was still persevering, his will to resist so powerful.
As someone born into the Demon Clan, she found herself somewhat admiring Wenren Li. It would have been nice if Wenren Li could become one of her kind.
Unfortunately, she could only control Wenren Li's descent into demonhood but couldn't induce it while maintaining his rationality.
And in Gu Ningning's hands, Wenren Li's demonic transformation had become inevitable.
She was already in a position to discuss cooperation.