Upon seeing this, the survivors in the Noxus team were all shocked.

Most of them were so frightened that they fell silent, not even daring to breathe.

Only a few people looked indignant and tightened their grip on their weapons.

However, when they felt Ye Li's cold gaze sweeping over them...

Everyone felt a chill run down their spines and straight to their hearts.

Those who were just eager to try now completely lost their courage, and no one dared to step forward and make any rash moves.

Ye Li teleported to Norlein's side, stepped on his chest, and said, "There's always someone better. Don't always think you're so great. You're useless; you might just crash and burn sometime."

"Now, go and collect all the epic materials from your team. And from this moment on, your team must serve me unconditionally. This is your only chance to live!"

Norlein strained his eyes, trying to appear fierce.

Unfortunately, the contractions inside his body made him grimace uncontrollably.

"What do you take me for? Your slave?"

Ye Li shrugged and said, "If that's how you think, then there's nothing I can do. Anyway, if you don't do it, I think there are plenty of people in your team who would be eager to do it!"

Upon hearing this, Norlein's body jolted violently.

Why does this sound so familiar?

For some reason, what Ye Li just said sounded so familiar.

In a daze, he felt as if he had returned to the days when he had just graduated and was looking for jobs everywhere.

Those unscrupulous bosses seem to often have similar words on their lips.

Norlein tried to get up, but his chest was being stepped on, making it impossible for him to rise.

Feeling the resistance coming from beneath his feet, Ye Li couldn't help but increase the force of his stomping.

A deep pain in his chest instantly overwhelmed Norlein's entire body.

In an instant, all his strength seemed to be drained away, and his body became limp and powerless.

"Stop struggling, I'll give you three seconds to think it over."

Ye Li said expressionlessly:

"First, obediently serve me."

"Second, die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a purple-gold longsword instantly materialized in Ye Li's right palm.

The sword tip was aimed directly at Norlein's throat.

Norlein swallowed hard, feeling the sharpness of the blade with every swallow.

Ye Li could truly kill him with a single sword strike.

"three!"

Ye Li's deep and cold voice suddenly rang out.

It was like the tolling of a death knell.

"two!"

"one!"

As the last sound faded away.

Ye Li's hand was about to fall as well.

In that critical moment, Norlein disregarded everything else and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stop, stop, stop!"

Ye Li sheathed his energy sword, draped his arm over the leg that was stepping on Norlein, and leaned down to ask, "Have you thought it through?"

Although the fierce killing intent that had been pressing against his neck had dissipated.

But Ye Li's posture and movements at this moment made Norlein feel as if a huge boulder was pressing on his chest, making him feel even more suffocated.

Norlein's breathing became rapid, even somewhat labored.

Left with no other choice, he could only nod frantically and squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth: "Okay...okay!"