Jian Ruxue looked at Ye Chen and continued, "Your situation is clear now. It's useless no matter how you bluster."
"Ye Tianzheng is someone we want, so he must stay. Also, we want your life!"
"Since you don't want anyone to see or recognize you, I'll get my men to take off your mask personally!"
"Wang Man! Didn't you say that you could break his limbs in five seconds? I'll give you the chance to do so now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the burly man who had spoken earlier stood up.
Wang Man was 2.5 meters tall. Just by standing there, he gave off a sense of oppression. Furthermore, he was a peak-level saint realm expert. From Jian Ruxue's perspective, Wang Man was more than enough to deal with this injured brat!
Wang Man cupped his hands at Jian Ruxue.
"Don't worry, Sect Master. Even some early-stage saint king realm cultivators are no match for me, let alone this little b*stard. I might not even need five seconds."
