However, even with a shield and a Golden Armor Talisman, the middle-aged man could not withstand Feng Jun's casual slash.
The shield shattered instantly, and the middle-aged man was sent flying backward. Before he even hit the ground, blood gushed from his mouth, and the golden glow vanished at once.
Everyone could tell that he truly intended to kill. The youth's legs gave out in fright, and he collapsed onto the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"Don't move!" the old man shouted. He cupped his hands toward Feng Jun, his face pale as he spoke. "Immortal, my son is badly injured. Could you wait a moment?"
"His injuries aren't serious," Feng Jun said coldly. "I'll give you twenty breaths."
Twenty breaths later, the middle-aged man had swallowed a pill. Although he looked utterly listless, it was clear that he would not die anytime soon.
The two rode out of the courtyard on horseback behind Feng Jun. He was the sort who would kill at the slightest disagreement, and neither of them dared entertain any hopes of getting lucky.
Only after they left did the youth in the courtyard speak viciously. "Treating human lives so carelessly... they've gone too far!"
The others exchanged glances, unsure what to say. He was an Innate Expert, after all. Naturally, he could do whatever he pleased.
The Qian Family's methods against the Hu Family had not been any more honorable.
Feng Jun's group had captured ten hostages in total. After discussing it, they decided to question the two from the Qian Family first.
Facing the two men, Shangguan Yunjin raised a hand and pointed. A water arrow shot toward a large tree, snapping its bowl-thick trunk in half.
She spoke coldly. "You will answer whatever I ask. Understood?"
The old man and the middle-aged man