Clutching his spear, Miao Yi walked over to him.
Pi Junzi turned his head over with exceptional difficulty. Seeing the incoming Miao Yi holding his spear, a look of panic flashed past his eyes. He exerted his entire strength and did his utmost to kneel, once again coughing up a mouthful of blood as he shook his head forcefully and said, “Great Immortal, please spare me. Don’t kill me! Great Immortal, please spare my life...”
Standing in front of him, Miao Yi finally understood a single truth from Pi Junzi. As expected, he was really a powerless individual and still coveted his life!
For the sake of living, this Rat Spirit was seriously willing to bear any form of humiliation.
Despite the fact that Miao Yi knew Pi Junzi only said those words for the sake of living, and so it wasn’t worth an ounce of trust from the start, he still reached out with his spear, lifting his chin as he said, “I believe you! Obey me and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I’ll definitely kill you!”
