"Stand up!" Lin Fan told the boatman.
The boatman stood up and looked at Lin Fan, not uttering a single word. However, in his eyes that were fixed on Lin Fan, there was endless hatred.
Lin Fan spoke again, "I know, at this moment, you must hate me deeply. But... heh, when you were controlling the souls of others, did you ever consider that they might hate you too?"
At this point, Lin Fan shook his head and continued, "Forget it, I don't wish to dwell on this topic. Earlier on, didn't you say you wanted me to be your slave? Now I would like to tell you, become my slave instead."
"Don't worry, once you become my slave, I will definitely not treat you poorly. Heh heh!"
As Lin Fan spoke, a warm smile was always hanging on his face.
But...
This warm smile, in the boatman's eyes, was an incredibly malicious grin.
"You want me to be your slave? That's wishful thinking!" the boatman said fiercely. "Even if you kill me, I will never become your slave!"
"Hmm."
