"Senior Wen, you are mistaken!" Yan Zhuixing looked utterly confident as he smiled faintly. "We agreed that if you could withstand one palm strike from me without dying, I would release them. But you are certain to die within ten days. Why should I let them go?"
"Despicable!" Lu Yanqing cried shrilly, trembling all over. Yan Zhuixing raised a brow, glanced at her sideways, and sneered. "I simply cannot imagine how you became one of the Four Great Oddities of the Cultivation World."
"In my opinion, among the Four Great Oddities of the Cultivation World, only Bi Changchun truly deserves the name. As for the rest of you... heh heh! Still, it is not hard to understand. Only someone like you, harmless and beneficial to everyone, could have lived until now. Even I had never considered laying a hand on you before. But since you are a burden anyway, would it not be a pity not to make use of you?"
Every word pierced her heart. Lu Yanqing's face turned pale, and she trembled uncontrollably. She suddenly realized that the purity and compassion she had always cherished in her heart were nothing but a joke in others' eyes. So this was how others saw her: like an idiot, like deadweight.
Wen Lanfeng gave a cold snort. The Giant Silver Sword embedded behind his back flashed over and hovered in midair, poised to strike.
Wen Lanfeng shouted in a low voice, "I will ask you one last time. Are you releasing them or not?"
"It seems that if I refuse, Senior Wen will surely kill me. But if I release them, Senior Wen certainly will not spare me either." Yan Zhuixing turned to look at the people behind him and said indifferently, "Even so, I have decided to keep my word