Feng Buming said he could represent the Fengxi clan, presumably relying on this item, a unique magical treasure similar to the Li Clan's seal and Jade Tome, which bears luck.
Li Zhirui was quite troubled, wanting to continue to refuse, but a sudden impulse made him change his mind.
"This matter is of great importance, I ask Fellow Daoist to let me ponder this for a moment."
Feng Buming stood quietly to the side, looking at him with expectant, earnest eyes.
'The suddenly appearing Spirit Sense, actually makes me agree to the other party?'
Li Zhirui was somewhat puzzled; a clan of just over a thousand from the Ancient Remnant Race, now even facing the risk of extinction, why agree to make them a family vassal?
For such an Ancient Remnant Race, even if their strength is poor, they have several Individual Immortals stationed; otherwise, how could they survive in the ruthless Northern Domain and not be devoured?
