(Non-summoning flow, non-fate derivative)
"Make a deal with me."
The man in the red suit smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"I will exchange the life of a dragon for your life."
Yu Yanghui swallowed.
He is a person who even the heroic spirits despise, a person who even thinks he is worthless.
What qualifications does such a person have to do transactions?
But he didn't know——
The dragon is dead.
Death by his hands.
