"To enemies, I will show no mercy, but to friends, I will treat them with honesty. So, you have no need to be afraid," Mu Chen said softly to Wushen.
"So, are we friends now?" Wushen asked expectantly.
"Not exactly friends, nor enemies. My attitude might be lacking towards you, but I won't harm you."
"It seems like the best outcome."
"Perhaps so!" Mu Chen smiled, then in a blink of an eye, he appeared where the three were enveloped by the net of power condensed by Liu Yuxi, his killing intent rising.
"Evil God, we can beg for mercy, we can surrender, just don't kill us." Seeing Mu Chen, the people's fear spiked, and they immediately pleaded.
"Foreigners, I have never shown any mercy, I always slaughter." Mu Chen's voice was hoarse, the aura of the Undying Demon Sword already surging out, locking onto the three.
