Cain faintly smiled as he turned over to the black sword cultivators. He could see the fear in their eyes. His Divine Sense perceived their bodies tensing tightly as if they were ready to face impending death.
But Cain still spoke in his casual tone. "Don't worry. I won't take much more of your time. I simply wanted to ask about this Wizard Kun and see if you all have any varying opinions about him."
The black sword cultivators stayed a bit on guard. But some amount of relief flowed through them.
It was more than obvious if Cain wanted to, he could not only just kill them but also the six-robed cultivators in an instant.
Not a single person could resist his Divine Law suppression. At the very least, the black sword cultivators knew they had a chance to talk.
