He suddenly felt somewhat relieved that he had agreed to Yuan Hao's proposal to attack the city first.
Because he really couldn't think of how the high-ranking members of the Sect, with knives to their throats, still carried an attitude that suggested, "You wouldn't dare kill me."
Taking a deep breath, Xu Yuan turned back to glance at Xu Xinyao behind him.
Xu Xinyao's eyes were complex, but she remained cool and did not speak.
As he inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, Xu Yuan reached for the crystal object on the tea table.
The Sect Master and the Great Elder of the Myriad Manifestation Sect were watching in silence, seemingly certain that Xu Yuan wouldn't dare to crush it.
After all, if he intended to attack, why bother inviting them to negotiate in the first place?
If the Myriad Manifestation Sect really fell, the remains of their property would not be split just by the Prime Minister's Mansion alone.
