At that moment, the defiance in the bones of all the newly recruited warriors disappeared completely. They stood there obediently and carefully, not daring to even breathe too loud. And that included the four Martial Lords.
"Drag him over here!" Yunxiao cried out. Hearing the order, two members of the Dubhe immediately rushed up and dragged the man over, throwing him in front of him.
As soon as Yunxiao swept the man with divine sense, he sneered, "Don't pretend to be dead if you are still alive, or I'll make you really dead."
The man shuddered, and he hurriedly struggled to sit up. "I...I...I am still alive."
After saying that, he suddenly felt a sense of humiliation well up in his heart, and he lowered his head in shame. He looked funny, but no one felt amused, and no one dared to laugh.
