Zuo Chengjue seeing that it truly worked, burst into loud laughter again.
"Hahahaha! Idiot! What use is your strength? You still have to obediently listen to me!"
As he spoke, he took a long saber from his waist and threw it in front of Ning Fan.
"Come! This young master wants to see you tortured, stab yourself a hundred times right now!"
"If you're one stab short, I'll chop off this woman's arm! If two, then both arms!"
Upon hearing this, Su Qingcheng's face showed urgency as she screamed, "Ning Fan! Don't agree to him!"
Shuang'er also gritted her teeth and said, "Bastard! You're too despicable!"
"Despicable? So what? This bastard almost destroyed our Feiyu Sect! Did you think I would just let him go?"
Previously, Zuo Chengjue had been publicly humiliated by Ning Fan, and at this moment he wished he could dismember Ning Fan by a thousand cuts.
Just as Shuang'er was about to retort, Ning Fan picked up the long saber from the ground and said emotionlessly, "Fine, I'll do it."
