When he emerged from the ancient clan, it did not mean he was unaware of how difficult the world was. A layman who refined Qi for 40 years and established a base higher than the Yu Tonghe River was enough to prove the Kunlun Sword Saint Lu Mingxuan's achievements in swordsmanship. If he were born into an ancient clan, no one could predict the state of his future, even Ye Fengsheng's voice couldn't guarantee victory over him. But if it's Kunlun, that's a different story.
Yu Tong was silent for a long time. Then he opened his mouth heavily, "If possible, let him live."
"Does he want to kill me?"
Ye Fengsheng raised an eyebrow and resumed naturally, "And you Kunlun people want to kill me."
Yu Tong and his words were calm, "I couldn't persuade him... "
"So you're here to persuade me?"
Ye Fengsheng interrupted his words with a joke, "Do you think I can speak better than him?"
"I watched him grow up and knew his temper, so I know I can't persuade him."
