The witchcraft cultivator calmed his nerves. He had the impression that the Great Yan swordsman was rational and reasonable. He might have a chance to survive if he could explain the benefits and consequences of his actions. There was no need to grovel and beg.
"You can think of it as a threat." He looked at Yu Shangrong and raised his hand. He showed Yu Shangrong the pattern on his palm. "I'm Xien of the Bonar Family in Lou Lan's royal city. If you lay your hands on me, my family will surely get to the bottom of this. Why would you invite such trouble upon yourself, sir?"
Yu Shangrong nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, I don't like troubles."
