Two women were suspended in midair, each above a large iron pot, the hot oil inside churning like waves. Liu Chen couldn't help but stop attacking.
The Ghost-faced Man spoke again, "The various sects bear deep hatred towards my Shura Sect, but if you are willing to offer the Scythe of Death to my Shura Sect, I can release these two women."
Liu Chen, holding the scythe in his right hand, remained silent.
To pressure Liu Chen more intensely, the Ghost-faced Man waved his hands and the unconscious women woke up. They were both incredibly shocked to see Liu Chen, and started shouting at him not to worry about them and to run for his life.
Liu Chen yelled, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave you behind."
"Liu Chen, why torment yourself? Just go, you are no match for the Shura Sect," Liu Ruyan said.
