Kill them without mercy!
Qin Yun's voice slammed against the floor, spreading out in all directions and echoing through the slightly empty hall.
Ha... An amused expression, like he was watching a good show, appeared on Wei Zhenghong's face. Meanwhile, the people from Qin Yun's faction looked at each other in dismay.
Inside the cage, Fang Luoxun had already accepted his fate. His expression was dazed, and he only moved his eyes upon hearing the sentence.
But Fan Zhao was different. Though his mouth was sealed and his Spiritual Power was bound, preventing him from making a sound, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a complex mix of unwillingness, despair, grief, and more.
The conflict between Qing Cang and his master, Qin Yun, was well known. He also knew that once he was captured by the other side, he would have no chance to argue his case.
But even so, a sliver of hope remained in Fan Zhao's heart—an instinctive resistance to facing death.
