In the sky, shadows flashed, and four elders suddenly appeared.
Two men and two women, all wearing ancient clothing, emitting a power that was elusive and profound, each of them akin to a Pseudo Immortal.
"Heh, when they were trying to kill me earlier, why didn't you appear to ask them to spare people?"
Zhang Xuan shook his head, the power in his palm continuing to grow.
In an instant, the oppressed crowd felt as if they were bearing the weight of a world, shivering from deep within their souls.
Evidently, the other party was testing. If Zhang Xuan couldn't withstand the siege of over a hundred people and died on the spot, these few elders would never have appeared.
Since that's the case, he naturally had no need for courtesy.
All negotiations are built upon absolute strength, without subduing the other party, with their demeanor, it's impossible for them to obediently listen to your explanation.
