"Absolutely not!"
He slammed his hand down on the intricately carved bluestone table bought from the Four Seasons Sect, which had cost him a full twenty thousand Spirit Stones. With that, the stylish table shattered instantly.
His gaze, as sinister as a venomous snake, swept over everyone present as he shouted angrily:
"If anyone dares to surrender, I'll kill their entire family, dig up their ancestors' graves, and grind their bones to make tea!"
Everyone: "???"
We haven't even said anything yet.
And you're already losing it.
We all knew you were in cahoots with the Demon Emperor, even hanging around their neck in winter to keep warm. Do you have to freak out now?
Most of the Demon Race didn't dare to challenge him like that.
After all, this guy was the knife of that old fellow above, so his words might have been pre-agreed upon behind the scenes.
But there were still some who wouldn't put up with them.
For instance.
