Upon seeing Zhao Shishi pointing at him, a surge of fear suddenly rose within Wuya's heart.
Previously, he didn't believe Yun Hao dared to kill them, nor did he think Yun Hao had the strength to do so.
But just a second ago, two of his fellow sect members had died at Yun Hao's hands, and their cultivation was not low either.
"Alright, let's listen to my little Shishi and kill this early-stage Ninth Grade weakling first!"
Yun Hao smiled indulgently, then turned his head to look at Wuya.
Thud!
Wuya knelt before Yun Hao, his eyes filled with fear.
"I surrender, I admit defeat, please don't kill me!"
Wuya loudly pleaded with Yun Hao, looking at him imploringly.
The crowd watched as Wuya, who moments ago was resolutely defiant and swore not to surrender, now knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
The stark contrast left everyone feeling disoriented!
