Wang Song's face fell, he said, "Since you are not willing, then just die. Qi Tian, kill him. For scoundrels like him who don't know how to appreciate kindness, he shouldn't be given another chance to live. Keeping him alive is just a waste of food."
Qi Tian knew he should play along with Wang Song at this point. Even if he really killed Pan Yulin, he wouldn't lose anything. Conversely, if Pan Yulin submits, then he stands to gain a lot. Thus, Qi Tian stepped forward, the Red Hoop Stick in his hand thumped to the ground, producing a wooshing sound.
