"Qin Yu, we're all in cultivation. Stop pretending to be kind. Choose your brother's life or Ji Yue's life."
Yao Xi sneered.
"I'll give you three seconds to consider." Ni Wuxiao calmed down and grabbed Chang Mang with one hand, his eyes revealing a cruel look.
Yao Xi looked somewhat anxious. He had thought that if they attacked with their full strength, they could quickly take down Qin Yu.
He did not expect Qin Yu to be not at a disadvantage at all with his fourth-grade True Saint strength.
If this dragged on, the other aristocratic families would notice, and their plans would fail.
"Looks like you're choosing Ji Yue's life, aren't you?"
A cruel smile appeared on Yao Xi's face as he yanked one of Chang Mang's hands.
"Kill them, Qin Yu."
Chang Mang spat a mouthful of blood as he roared at Qin Yu.
