Shi Xuan's voice was incredibly bitter, filled with despair.
No matter how cunning he was, no matter how domineering, no matter how great his reputation was, at this moment, he had to bow his head and admit defeat.
Shi Xuan was also a steadfast person. Since he had come to this point, he knew that it was impossible for him to reverse the situation, unless he was willing to die rather than suffer humiliation.
However, Shi Xuan was not the type to die rather than suffer humiliation. His life's philosophy did not include such a principle; he believed more in the saying, "as long as the green hills last, one need not worry about firewood."
As his thoughts churned, Shi Xuan suddenly found clarity.
Expressionless, he walked up to Jiang Chen, knelt on one knee: "My lord above, from now on, Shi Xuan will serve as your Alchemy Slave."
This scene was undoubtedly even more visually shocking than Jiang Chen's previous display of the True Fires of Ninety Nine.
