If Ye Zhi Qiu loses a single hair today, the Yun Sect will cease to exist tomorrow. Not a single person in the Yun Sect will be spared, not even a blade of grass.
How many times has the Jie Sect done something like this?
"No, today is the three-year agreement between you and Fifth Gentle. Although my Yun Sect has its faults in this matter, it has not reached the point of life and death. You may dispose of Fifth Gentle as you see fit." The words of the Grand Elder of the Yun Sect slowly rang out.
Although Fifth Gentle had anticipated this moment, when it actually arrived, he was still filled with mixed emotions.
Everyone: !?
wipe!
This guy is shameless! It's not even a matter of life and death? Just now you were yelling that you wanted to kill him, and you even used the honorific "you" to hand over Fifth Gentle. This old man is really something!
Upon hearing this,
Ye Zhi Qiu's indifferent voice rang out, "Hmph, you want me to deal with you? If I were to deal with you, could you stop me?! Old man, kneel down!"
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What?!
The Grand Elder of the Cloud Sect was slightly taken aback. He didn't immediately realize that he was being asked to kneel down.
"What? You've lost your ears?! Kneel down!" Ye Zhi Qiu's voice rang out again, carrying with it immense pressure.
The Grand Elder of the Cloud Sect gritted his teeth and was about to kneel down.
At that very moment,
A clear yet majestic voice resounded, "A dignified Martial Emperor, the Grand Elder of the Cloud Sect, kneeling before a junior? When did you become so spineless!"
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