The leading soldier squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Qin Yi with malice, "Where did you come from, you barbarian? How dare you be presumptuous in front of us? Do you know we are ordered by the Royal Family? Opposing the Royal Family is courting death."
Qin Yi's eyes were indifferent, but his mouth was full of disdain, "So, opposing you is opposing the Royal Family?"
"That's right, opposing us leads only to a dead end."
Qin Yi sneered, "But I'm a person who cherishes life, very afraid of death, and doesn't want to die, so what now?"
"That's not up to you, your only choice is death."
"No, I have another path, which is to kill you. You die, I live."
With those words, Qin Yi suddenly stretched out his hand, and the air around them surged violently, pressing towards the leading soldier like a tidal wave.
The leader's face changed dramatically, turning ghastly pale, as Qin Yi's five fingers closed together, the man's bones creaked under the pressure.
