A finger of Sword Qi, turning wine into ice!
Not to mention his swordsmanship, just this kind of overbearing Innate Qi Energy would be enough to dominate Shanghai, right?
Clearly, he was very satisfied with Xu Fan's expression at this moment. The man in the white robe indifferently said, "Since Black Snake died because of you, then you, Xu Fan, are the main culprit."
"I, Li Xiaochen, am now giving you two choices."
"One, I will execute your entire family with my sword, leaving no one alive. Two, from today onwards, you, Xu Fan, will become my Sword-carrying Slave for the rest of your life, never to rebel."
Li Xiaochen's gaze was like that of one overlooking ants. As his words fell, he said no more.
With his strength, he didn't feel that Xu Fan would dare to defy his wishes.
"Sword-carrying Slave..."
Xu Fan was holding a wine cup in his hand, and he let out a faint laugh.
