The young man before him looked gentle and handsome, yet with a raise of his hand, he had crushed four Dharma Aspect demons. That terrifying fighting power, sweeping through them like rotten wood and withered grass, had utterly shattered every last shred of Yuan Songting's hope of getting lucky.
At that moment, he understood with absolute clarity that his life or death rested on a single thought from Su Fei.
How could Yuan Songting dare to be anything but respectful? How could he dare not to kowtow?
Su Fei stood with his hands behind his back, the lingering crimson-cloud saber energy around him slowly subsiding. The chill in his eyes had yet to fade as he looked down at Yuan Songting, who knelt begging for mercy. His voice was as cold and hard as iron, without a trace of warmth.
"As an elder of the Crimson Flame Sect, supported and nurtured by your sect, why were you willing to destroy your own future, consort with demons, murder your master, and betray your sect? Tell me the truth. If I detect so much as half a sentence of lies, I will behead you without mercy."
Su Fei's icy demand crashed down. Yuan Songting trembled all over and hurriedly kowtowed several times, his voice choked and shaking.
"Forgive me, Chiliarch Su. My greed got the better of me, and I lost my senses."
"When these demons approached me, the benefits they promised were far too tempting! Not only did they promise to help me get rid of Sect Master Shi and secure control over the Crimson Flame Sect."
"They even said, they even said..."
"What else did they say? Speak!"
"They also said that once the situation in Qingyang Circuit had completely stabilized, they would continue supporting me until I became the