Hearing this, the group exchanged uneasy glances. Under Zhang Xian's intimidation, they were at a loss for what to do next.
Ordinary people behaving defiantly wouldn't be much of a threat, as they were in quite the superior position and the place was full of experts. But, the youngster before them was no ordinary person, he was a god of death.
Even the squad of grandmaster-level warriors led by Chris had suffered multiple losses in confrontations with Zhang Xian. Could they really handle him?
"I've been tailing you. Hence, I have a rough understanding of your orchard, but not enough details," Zhang Xian smirked, lighting a cigarette and crossing his legs. "Who among you can tell me in detail about this orchard? If you do so, I might consider sparing your life. Conversely, if you refuse to say anything, death will be certain, and it won't be easy. Those who've experienced my methods can attest to it."
