"Then, I want to kill you now. What do you want?"
The emperor's question was like a sword with a sharp edge that stabbed forth, sealing all of Su Zimo's retreat paths.
His killing intent was almost tangible at this point.
Shrouded by that killing intent, Su Zimo could not move at all!
The Rain Admiration Pavilion fell into an eerie, terrifying silence!
Even Bai Yuhan, who was standing at the side, felt a sense of trepidation, let alone Su Zimo who was at the vortex of the storm.
The emperor's cultivation was unfathomable to begin with. Coupled with the unique aura possessed by the emperor, this was a sort of pressure that ordinary people would not be able to endure.
Even if it was a Golden Core in place of Su Zimo, he would be kneeling with a frightfully pale expression.
However, Su Zimo stood upright, neither servile nor overbearing with a straight back.
"You want to kill me."
