Miyamoto Satoshi, gravely injured with his martial prowess destroyed, and the 100 Sang Jing Ninja Warriors paled when they saw Mutou Bingyuan fall into Ye Xiu's hands.
Mutou Bingyuan was the de facto leader of the Tiansha Association. If he died, the organization would be like a dragon without a head. Moreover, they had followed Mutou Bingyuan to Jin Ye City. If he died while they lived, they would surely be executed by the furious Nine Serpent Heads of the Tiansha Association upon returning home.
"Don't, Brother Shui, don't kill him! I beg you, please don't kill him..." Ignoring his injuries, Miyamoto Satoshi frantically crawled to Ye Xiu's feet, begging.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about his pride. His life was at stake! Mutou Bingyuan couldn't die. If he died, he wouldn't be able to live either!
"Brother Shui, please show mercy."
"Please don't kill the Young Master."
"I beg you, please don't kill him, don't..."
