Ying Xiaotian's face changed dramatically; he didn't expect there to be a Jiang Family Disciple hiding here?
Earlier, his Divine Sense enveloped the surroundings, yet he didn't discover this disciple.
Long Fei looked at Ying Xiaotian, raising the Jiang Family Longsword in his hand, with a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth, "Patriarch of the Ying Family, my apologies. Our Clan Leader has ordered, I must comply. If you have grievances, feel free to voice them in the Underworld!"
Ying Xiaotian repeatedly raised his hands, "Wait, young brother, let's talk it out. Our Ying Family hasn't offended you before. Killing me would make you an enemy of the Ying Family; what benefit would that bring you? How about this, you kill your own Clan Leader. I'll give you a fortune, enough for a lifetime."
Jiang Xingchang shouted angrily, "I spit, do you think all Jiang Family Disciples are at your beck and call?"
