"If I speak, will you let us go?"
The cultivator was trying to forge a deal. Unfortunately, the wind was against him.
"You are bound and is at our mercy. So if you want to strike a deal, then my students won't hesitate to strike you all."
The man understood his helplessness as he evaluated his situation. He gritted his teeth and asked-
"Then why are you-"
Before he could complete his words, the rope began to tighten. The pain made him shiver and twitch. He couldn't help but grind his teeth in agony.
After lessening the power, Lee looked in the eyes of the man and spoke-
"What you all speak will determine your fate. So speak carefully."
The cultivators felt a cold breeze brushing their face as they met with Lee Shen's intimidating eyes. Lee Shen was looking in their eyes for any micro-expressions and he found none but fear.
[They are thoroughly scared.]
D gave his opinion after witnessing their shaky pupils himself.
