"Stop!"
With a heart pounding with dread, Cang Yi pushed off with one foot, attempting to stop Mingxiu. To his dismay, Mingxiu grabbed another guest by the arm. This guest trembled with fear, not daring to move an inch.
Mingxiu's palm pressed against the man's neck as he looked at Cang Yi and sneered, "My dear junior brother, if you dare take another step forward, I will kill him. Tell me... would he be dying by my hand, or by yours? Don't you always say that saving a life is more meritorious than building a Seven-Level Stupa? Now, will you save this life—or not?"
"You…"
Cang Yi had no choice but to step back; he did not expect Mingxiu to be so cruel, completely seizing control over his Achilles' heel.
