"Eh!" Brenard exclaimed, a deep frown appearing on his face.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that. Not when my life isn't guaranteed," Brenard explained shaking his head.
Noah nodded his head in understanding, the man had fufilled his side of the forced deal, there was no reason to enforce anymore actions.
"I guess it's time to end this," Noah announced without the slightest bit of hesitation in his deep voice.
Panic spread in the minds of the seven cultivators, and each of them quickly shot glances of plea at Brenard. They wanted him to do something, anything.
Brenard saw all of this and his mind managed to produce an idea right before Noah acted.
"Wait!" Brenard called out, adopting a submissive position, by placing his forehead on the ground. The other six doing the same.
Noah saw this and frowned, but still responded to the man's call anyway.
"What do you want?" Noah asked.
