Looking at the old man's confident face, Yun Luofeng slightly narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Are you sure?"
Her three words were powerful and resonated, reverberating throughout this crater-filled mountain path.
The elderly man's eyes darkened a few degrees. He propped himself up and climbed out of the crater before coldly stating, "Yun Luofeng, if you still want Zhong Ling'er's life, then kneel down and beg me. Perhaps I will let her go then!" His geriatric face was adorned with a smile of self-satisfaction as he haughtily glanced at her.
As expected, after hearing the old man's words, Yun Luofeng, who was originally pressing closer to him, halted her steps and intently stared at him.
The old man guffawed. "So what if you won? Don't you still have to listen to my order in the end? I will give you one chance. Kneel down in front of me, and I will immediately return Zhong Ling'er to you!"
