Before him sat a man clad in black robes.
Without a hint of when he arrived, nor any trace of movement.
The man simply sat before him.
Shrouded entirely in black, only his gloomy eyes were exposed.
"I knew you would come sooner or later," the crazed man said flatly.
"Considering that you didn't expose me today, I won't kill you," the man in black responded.
"What are you here for?"
"Just to give you a reminder," the man in black replied.
"Your Sect Gate's elder uncle and Sect Master are in my hands. If you don't want them dead, you'd better behave."
"I am aware," the killing intent flashed in the eyes of the crazed man before he responded indifferently.
"My patience is running thin with you," the man in black said coolly.
"Hand over the fragments of the Divine Sword, and I'll release your Sect Gate's people. It's a win-win."
"Do you think I don't know?" the crazed man replied indifferently.
"Without the fragments of the Divine Sword, we can survive.
