When Ye Qing spoke these words, neither side said anything more, and a standoff ensued for nearly a minute. Just when the atmosphere was close to freezing, the elder couldn't help but speak up: "Even if we don't kill you, at the very least, we'll keep you here until your people hand over those children!"
Ye Qing furrowed his brows. He wasn't worried about the Purple Robe Lama doing such a thing, but as for the monks of Brahmanism, it was hard to say. If he were really kept here, Li Lianshan and Zhao Chengshuang would definitely hand over those children to save him, which would be troublesome. Ye Qing would rather die here himself than let any harm come to those children.
Ye Qing clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Even if Mr. Ye dies here, I will absolutely not be threatened by you!"
"Want to die? I'm afraid it won't be that easy!" the elder shouted loudly, and a group of monks surrounded him, seemingly ready to fight to the death with Ye Qing at any moment.
