Lucas looked at the sword with even more aggression, his emotions were in turmoil.
The guard moved the sword at the neck and a trickle of blood came out.
"What's the meaning of this?" Lucas asked with gritted teeth.
The darkness was already itching him all over and his heart was telling him to rip apart that guard. Lucas couldn't help but grind his teeth.
The guard felt even more threatened by the way Lucas was acting.
They made eye contact for a while and soon, Lucas took a deep breather. However he looked at this situation, he was the one who was at fault.
He calmed his nerves with the help of his 2nd stage body cultivation and finally looked at the guard with calm.
The guard himself had pushed the sword and another trickle of blood flowed through the neck.
"I am surrendering myself," Lucas said with a sigh. He wanted to put his hands up yet any sudden movement would lead to some really bad repurcussions.
