At Ning Wangshu's words, Qin Yaotian and the others immediately paled.
"You... don't push us too far!"
Qin Yaotian spoke sharply.
Ning Wangshu merely laughed. "Push you too far? Hah, how ridiculous. You wanted to kill me. If I'd been weaker than you, would you have spared me? And now you have the nerve to accuse me of pushing you too far?"
"What's more, so what if I do push you too far? You're nothing but a bunch of ants. What right do you have to shout at me?"
"I could kill you as easily as chickens. I intend to kill you today. What are you going to do about it?"
Ning Wangshu curled his lip in disdain.
He immediately raised a hand, intending to slap the few people in front of him to death.
Seeing this, Qin Yaotian was utterly horrified. He hurriedly shouted, "You—you wouldn't dare! My Qin family has already pledged allegiance to the Huaiyang King. Even if you are a Tribulation True Monarch, if you dare kill us, the Huaiyang King certainly won't let you off!"
An elder of the Qin family beside him also shouted, "Exactly! The Huaiyang King is an unparalleled late-stage Tribulation expert, and he has many Tribulation True Monarchs at his side. If you dare lay a hand on us, the Huaiyang King will kill you!"
"Oh? The Huaiyang King?"
At their words, Ning Wangshu's hand paused.
Seeing this, Qin Yaotian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Then he sneered and said, "What, afraid now? Hmph, my Qin family belongs to the Huaiyang King. If you touch us, you'll be making an enemy of him!"
"Take my advice and release us immediately. We might even consider letting bygones be bygones and not hold you responsible for killing my Qin family's Third Elder."