Three breaths to consider!

It was no doubt a kind of psychological oppression. Yao Tuohai didn’t intend to give Lin Xun a chance to consider it.

He had to agree or the Feiyun villagers would be slaughtered!

Yao Tuohai had made a name for himself many years ago and had great experiences in battle so if he said so, it meant that he wouldn’t have any mercy. 

Any other people would have crumbled already under such intense pressure and after walking into a trap alone. 

But Lin Xun didn’t. Even if he was filled with endless anger and hatred, his expression remained calm and indifferent. 

“Yao Tuohai, do you think you’ve won?” Lin Xun’s voice was unusually calm, without a ripple of emotion. It was as though Yao Tuohai’s so-called threat didn’t affect him in the slightest. 

Clang!

A sword as clear as the spring in autumn appeared in Yao Tuohai’s grip, and he lunged it towards the throat of a villager, scraping their skin.  

Then, he smiled. “Are you sure you want to try?”

The atmosphere suddenly stiffened, and everyone’s...