"Long Yan, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
Nalan Ziyan gritted her teeth in hatred, her anger pushing her to the edge of losing control. Given her current state, she could ruthlessly and mercilessly tear Long Yan to pieces.
"You've already sworn, breaking your vows, hehe..."
Long Yan chuckled wickedly, looking at Nalan Ziyan without a hint of fear, completely unfazed by her threats.
As a general rule, martial artists rarely make promises. Once a vow is made, one dares not break it lightly. If it is broken, punishment from the unseen world would undoubtedly befall them, potentially creating inner demons - especially for a powerful martial artist, they would never dare to swear lightly.
Nalan Ziyan was furious to the point of nearly spitting blood. Long Yan's indifferent look made her want to tear him to shreds.
"Kid, what are your conditions?"
The grey-robed elder's expression darkened as he asked.
