"How can I leave if you're not dead?"
Xiao Yi stared intently at Wang Yanzhao, as if trying to brand him into his soul.
Had it not been for Wang Yanzhao's relentless coercion, those hundred brothers would not have self-detonated in death, trading their lives for his departure.
Before this...
Xiao Yi had been ready to raid Beifeng City and then leave, but now, first, he encountered assassins from Blood Shadow Tower sent by Yang Kun, and then Wang Yanzhao forced the death of those hundred brothers.
Now, he was not allowed to leave.
Not only was he not going to leave, but Xiao Yi also planned to cause a great disturbance.
He was going to turn the Sword Dynasty upside down!
Wang Yanzhao felt a chill run down his spine as Xiao Yi watched him, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You want me dead? I'm afraid you won't live to see that day!"
"Where is the Flying Wolf Army!"
Wang Yanzhao gave the order.
"Here!"
"Here!"
"Here..."
