Venus’s eyes were glistening with passion with that thought in mind and subconsciously looked at the Sky Breaking Axe next to Donoghue. She could not hide the burning desire in her heart.

The Forgotten Valley was still growing and it was in its crucial period. If she could get the Sky Breaking Axe, would that not be helpful for them? The growth of the Forgotten Valley would be much easier then.

‘F*ck!’

Donoghue was stunned upon realizing Venus’s reactions. He knew something bad was up and once the Valley Master knew he was no longer in power, she would want to snatch the Sky Breaking Axe for herself.

Donoghue bore through the pain on him with that thought in mind and bowed to Venus, “I thank the Valley Master for saving my life. If you aren’t against it, I will be willing to acknowledge the Valley Master as my master and join the Forgotten Valley.”

Donoghue seemed sincere on the surface when he said that, but his eyes were gleaming with slyness.

Donoghue was great at politics. He