"Tell me, how many people from the Yin Corpse Sect are in this area? How strong are they?" Jiang Chen asked.
"Who are you?" the Yin Corpse Sect Protector asked.
Smack.
A thunderous sound rang out. The Yin Corpse Sect Protector cried out as he was sent flying, a blood-red handprint appearing on his face, with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
Jiang Chen had delivered that slap.
"I'm the one asking the questions now, not you. You're in our hands, so you have no right to ask questions. Understand? If you don't answer properly, you'll die. If you answer my questions, I can spare your life and let you go," Jiang Chen said.
Seeing Jiang Chen's murderous expression, along with the many powerful experts staring at him, the man finally grew afraid.
When he heard Jiang Chen say he would spare his life, a glimmer of hope flashed through his eyes.
If they could live, who would want to die?
As for loyalty to the Yin Corpse Sect?
Most people in the Yin Corpse Sect were selfish. As long as they could survive, so what if they sold out their sect's intelligence?
"Are you telling the truth? If I tell you everything I know, will you really spare my life and let me go?" the Protector asked.
How could he dare lose his temper now?
Even if he was furious, he had to endure it unless he wanted to die.
"Of course it's true. With so many subordinates watching, I can't possibly break my word. Isn't that right?" Jiang Chen said.
"However, you have to swear a Heavenly Oath. You have to prove that everything you're saying is true. Only then can I fulfill my promise," Jiang Chen said.
"Swear a Heavenly Oath." Upon hearing this, the