The elegantly dressed youth was slapped into a daze, with five finger marks appearing on his face, while Sikong Jing's voice continued.
"I'll count to three. If you don't release Elder Wei, your young master... will die!"
"Three, two, one..."
Every number from Sikong Jing's mouth was laced with a murderous intent, carrying an aura as if he was slaughtering everything on a battlefield.
Everyone dared not doubt that if the middle-aged men didn't release Elder Wei, he would indeed kill.
And the moment the word "one" fell, the elegantly dressed youth finally screamed out in panic, "Quick, release him!"
Fearing such terrifying murderous intent, the elegantly dressed youth was truly afraid of dying!
After their mouths twitched fiercely, the middle-aged men could only follow the order and released Elder Wei.
Elder Wei, regaining his freedom, immediately flashed to Sikong Jing's side with an ashen face, his True Qi swirling mightily.
