Bai Xiaofan detested the kind of life where one becomes a pawn for others, only to potentially make wedding dresses for others in the end.
But with his current cultivation and strength, once he reached the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, there would be absolutely no chance of defeating the Witch Doctor.
Although he didn't care about the so-called Chosen One's destiny,
how could it be said that it belonged to Bai Xiaofan, something that anyone could snatch away if they wished?
"Whether it's from what you said or from these materials, I should be doomed to lose, so why would you choose to betray the Witch Doctor? Once he successfully seizes my destiny, as his confidant, shouldn't you be rising high as well?"
Bai Xiaofan took out a cigarette and lit it. Even though smoking was not allowed in the café, at a moment like this, Bai Xiaofan chose to smoke anyway.
When a staff member wanted to come over to stop him, He Muzi stood up and gave him a thousand yuan.
