Upon hearing this, Chen Sheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The sound of his laughter echoed through the mountain forest, sending a chill down Han Ming's spine.
"The Vast Sea Sect has moved against me repeatedly, ignoring all the so-called rules. So why should I follow them?"
Chen Sheng's smile vanished, and his gaze turned as sharp as a blade.
"Stop trying to pull any more tricks. You're a dead man today. The Vast Sea Sect can't save you. I'm the one who says so!"
Han Ming's heart sank, but he hadn't given up hope yet.
"Aren't you afraid of the Vast Sea Sect's wrath?"
His tone grew more earnest, as if he were genuinely concerned for Chen Sheng.
"Chen, although you're the son-in-law of the Nie Family's Direct Lineage, you're ultimately not one of them. If the Vast Sea Sect decides to kill you at any cost, the Nie Family might not be willing to protect you!"
His words weren't entirely for the sake of begging for his life; they were more about stalling for time.
