Meanwhile, Murong Guanshan sat nearby, burning with anxiety and pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pan. Terrified that the man in black would actually blurt out the truth under Xuanyuan Chen's honeyed words, he kept his eyes locked on the captive, heavy beads of sweat continually welling up on his forehead. Suddenly, fury welled up within him, and he roared, "You ungrateful wretch, refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeiture!" The shout seemed to carry a powerful shockwave, making the entire council hall tremble slightly.
Before the echo of his voice had even faded, he violently swung his palm. A surge of spiritual energy instantly whistled from his hand, cutting through the pitch-black night like a dazzling bolt of lightning, and slammed straight into the captive's body. The man in black convulsed violently, as if a tremendously powerful force had instantly drained his bones and sinews. He curled up in uncontrollable agony, emitting a miserable, low howl that sounded like a wounded beast lamenting despairingly in a dark corner.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Chen felt his heart skip a beat. He knew very well that Murong Guanshan likely had malicious intentions, fearing he might silence the captive to cover his tracks. Xuanyuan Chen quickly raised a hand to stop Murong Guanshan, then continued to persuade the captive in a gentle yet irresistibly powerful voice: "You need to think carefully—is it really worth risking your life for someone who might abandon you at…
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