After Saint Lord Taichu struck down the villain, the man's head immediately hit the floor. All the subordinates and Little Brothers behind him were stunned. They knew Saint Lord Taichu was swift, but they had never imagined he could be swift to such an extent.
"Which one of you still wants to die? You can come forward now. As long as it is within my ability, I will grant your wish. I definitely will not disappoint you."
After Saint Lord Taichu finished speaking, they all looked at one another, unable to say a word.
An Old Man stepped forward with a smile and said to Saint Lord Taichu, "I have to say, how can you treat us like this? No matter how worthless or lowly our lives are, you cannot treat us this way. It really leaves me feeling helpless."
"I beg you, please spare the poor, weak children of our Bat Clan. Those poor, weak children are innocent. They can barely survive from one day to the next."
"Besides, the conflict between you and me does not need to extend to those children. They are pitiful enough already."
After hearing that, Saint Lord Taichu had to admit that this old man was rather great. At the very least, there was nothing to question about his conscience. But why should Saint Lord Taichu pay for everything this clan had done?
In Saint Lord Taichu's eyes, none of that mattered. As long as he could be happy from now on, that was enough. He did not care about all the nonsense other people said.
"You people were born with lowly lives. Every last one of you has a lowly life."
"At first, I tried to talk to you properly, but you would not listen. Now you are begging me like mad.