"Release me now, or you will die!"
"I, Xue Hanlin, am not someone that lowly ants like you can mess with!"
Xue Hanlin was completely fearless!
Ye Chen glanced at Xue Hanlin. This fellow was a weirdo who did not understand the situation at all.
"I want to see how tough your bones are then!"
Ye Chen sneered. He took out a sword and slashed the man's calf.
Puchi!
Xue Hanlin's bones broke with a crack, and he let out a miserable scream.
Fortunately, there was some distance between them and the Blood Soul Clan's base camp. Otherwise, his shouts would have attracted the attention of the Blood Soul Clan's experts.
Ye Chen struck with his sword again and again, and in less than fifteen minutes, Xue Hanlin could no longer hold on.
"Stop it! Stop hitting me! I'll tell you everything you want to know!"
Ye Chen initially thought that Xue Hanlin was a tough nut to crack, but who knew that he could not even last an hour?
