"What?" Ray looked up at her with raised eyebrows, as if he were clueless about what she was sensing inside the table.
After all, she was from the Devil Dao, and she quickly composed herself, taking a deep breath before looking back at Ray and bowing her head.
"Can you grant us power?"
Ray paused, his pupils gleaming with a blend of crimson and gold. He then shook his head with a hint of regret, speaking with a sadistic smirk:
"I thought you were attracted to my handsome face and came to me, but it turns out you're just like that unfilial disciple, Luo Shouchun, who only wanted to use me to gain power."
He spoke in a broken voice, sobbing with tears in his eyes.
Only a fool would believe this guy! The woman with messy hair grumbled inwardly, cursing him.
"Please, Lord Ray, as long as you allow us to gain power, we will do anything."
"Anything?" Ray's voice turned chilling, sending a shiver down the spines of the eight women.
"Yes, anything is possible, Lord Ray."
