At this crucial moment, Lin Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Ming Yue the Taoist. He threw his Longsword casually toward the ground, his face ashen, and asked, "If I surrender now, will you spare me?"
Ming Yue the Taoist was first taken aback, somewhat disbelieving his ears. After casting an astonished glance at Lin Feng, he pointed his Longsword at Lin Feng's neck, a wild smile instantly appearing on his face, "Haha... Lin, I didn't think you'd be so foolish!"
Lin Feng looked at Ming Yue the Taoist in disbelief, asking in shock, "Is it already too late for me to surrender?"
"Yes... I've already decided to torture and kill you. Surrendering now only saves me a bit of effort. I definitely won't let you go!" Ming Yue the Taoist sneered at Lin Feng arrogantly, "However, I'll give you the power to choose. I'm planning to sever one of your limbs—oh, I mean one of your five limbs. Choose one now!"
