"Tell me, how many bad things have you done using my name?" Shen Haoran pulled up a stool, sat down directly next to Shen Ji, and asked casually.
Looking at the Soul-devouring Sword planted right in front of him, Shen Ji dared not hide anything. The person before him was a supreme genius who annihilated even Fallen Valley! Even with ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare lie to Shen Haoran. He immediately confessed everything he had done recently, leaving no detail out.
"Great. Murder, robbery, and pillage—you didn't miss a single one. Tell me, how do you want to die?" Shen Haoran frowned, his voice cold.
"No, Brother Shen, First Master Shen! I know I was wrong! Please just spare my life! I will absolutely turn over a new leaf and become a better man. I promise I won't hurt anyone ever again!" Shen Ji looked at Shen Haoran in terror, begging bitterly for mercy.
"Why should I believe you?" Shen Haoran asked expressionlessly.
