Pinned by Su Qinghe's bone-chilling gaze, Xie Wuji felt a paralyzing terror grip his heart. His shoulders trembled uncontrollably, as though his entire body had been plunged into an ice cellar.
"Patriarch Xie, when you joined forces with the Lin family and the City Lord's Mansion to ambush me on the outer fringes of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, did you ever imagine this day would come?" Su Qinghe asked softly. Not a single person from the Xie family dared to so much as breathe loudly.
"Young... Young Master Su, Xie knows full well that I cannot escape with my life today. I only ask if Young Master Su might spare the rest of my family. I am willing to offer my head to atreasure away the grudge of that day's ambush." Resigned to his doom, Xie Wuji looked up with a sliver of desperate hope, praying that Su Qinghe would not embark on a wholesale massacre.
Chapter 47