"Lamp God…"
When Lin Ya heard the name, her first thought was of the magical lamp god from fairy tales who could grant three wishes. But the person before her didn't fit that image.
She clutched the hem of her clothes and asked nervously, "What do you need me to do? Must I offer my soul to please you?"
'Don't treat me like an Evil God. What on earth is going through this girl's mind...' Zhou Chen rested his arms on the armrests, interlaced his fingers, and chuckled.
"I have no interest in souls. Heh, only those creatures in the Abyss would like them."
"Then... why did you save me?"
"Because you were praying."
Lin Ya froze. She lowered her head, pursed her lips, and hid the emotion in her eyes behind her messy hair.
"Thank you..." she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"However, I am a firm believer in equivalent exchange. I saved your life, so you must pay a corresponding price," Zhou Chen said leisurely.
