Bai Yan's gaze swept past di Xiaoyun and her gaze landed on the half-dead Wu Xiong. She faintly curled the corners of her lips. "How's the taste?"
Wu Xiong spat out a mouthful of blood. He laid on the ground in a sorry state and was already unable to move. He could only use that desperate and pleading gaze to look at Bai Yan.
Bai Yan then turned her gaze to the others.
Those who were caught in her line of sight could not help but shiver as they lowered their heads, afraid that Bai Yan would notice them.
"I summoned you here today to give you a chance to live."
She leaned back against the chair, her lips curved into a domineering and charming arc. Her eyes looked down at the crowd, and her gaze carried the aura of a sovereign descending to the world.
Everyone's hearts trembled as they raised their heads in surprise.
Under such circumstances, would they still have a chance to live?
