Yin Lian's eyes gleamed with a newfound purpose. "Intriguing. What kind of conditions do you have in mind?"
Wang Jian's smile widened. "First, a lifetime of respect towards the High Priestess. No more lewd behavior or disrespectful language. Second, a monthly tithe. He'll be forced to surrender a portion of his Lunar Essence offerings from the Earth Lunar Devil Temple to the Flame Lunar Temple."
The last point brought a satisfied smirk to Yin Lian's lips. The lack of Lunar Essence in the Flame Lunar Temple had been a constant thorn in her side. This solution would not only punish Priest Tang but also benefit their own temple.
Dong Aigou, however, remained silent, his jaw clenched tight. He couldn't believe his ears. Not only had this newcomer stolen his moment of glory, but now Yin Lian was readily agreeing to his plan? Jealousy gnawed at him, a bitter taste in his mouth.