Shi Hao struck ruthlessly, severing Yuan Qing's right arm, and looked at him with disdain. This person had no backbone at all; he seemed imposing but was nothing more than that.
Back then, this man was so imposing. The first time they met, he wanted to suppress Shi Hao, displaying a Supreme demeanor, looking down at Shi Hao.
But now, confronted by Shi Hao, he took on a low stance, looking to compromise, devoid of any backbone, forcing one to look down upon him.
Such a person once called the shots and dominated a region? Perhaps he only dared to target beings weaker than himself, bullying the weak, which is contemptible.
Blood was flowing, Yuan Qing's face twisted, but he held back, did not snap, and restrained himself. He looked at Shi Hao and spoke again, saying everything could be negotiated.
"You shamelessly beg for life, did you think this day would come when you sent me to the Primordial Ancient Mine years ago?" Shi Hao gazed at him coldly.
