Execute!

As soon as the words fell, a man appeared in the courtyard.

More murderous troops were rushing over along the street outside. Their synchronized footsteps thundered, and the ground trembled!

The man at the front wore silver armor and a longsword at his waist. His gaze was cold and imposing, and he looked to be around thirty.

His arrival made the soldiers escorting Xiong Jie afraid to move. They did not even dare look at him.

His gaze swept across the courtyard and settled on Yuan Yi. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "Yang Song of the Ninth Army, Fourteenth Corps, pays his respects to the envoy. I didn't know you were coming, so I failed to welcome you in time. Please forgive me."

Though he spoke of forgiveness, his eyes blazed with murderous intent.

Yang Song was at the peak of the Grandmaster realm, on the verge of reaching the Grandmaster level at any moment. He commanded the Ninth Army of the Fourteenth Corps and held the rank of sixth-grade general, with five million troops under his command. He was a man of high rank and great power.

Bai Yang remained unmoved. Yang Song's information appeared in his mind in an instant.

"Brother Yang, kill them for me! These people actually want to kill me. I want every last one of them dead!" Xiong Jie, who had been forced to kneel, struggled to his feet, his expression twisted with rage.

With Yang Song's arrival, the soldiers escorting him no longer dared to move.

Yang Song stepped forward and pressed a hand on Xiong Jie's shoulder, stopping him from lashing out at the soldiers. He gave him a look to calm down, then turned his attention back to Yuan Yi.

Seeing Bai Yang remain unmoved, Yuan Yi stepped forward