"What do you want, Senior?"
Elder Qin finally forced himself to raise his head and spoke with difficulty.
He knew that if the person before them had wanted to kill him and Xing Yu, the two of them would have long since become corpses.
The fact that the other party had not killed them meant they might still be of some use in his eyes.
Xuan Mo looked at him coldly, his gaze as though he were looking at two ants.
"Your lives mean nothing to me."
His voice remained icy, devoid of any emotion.
"However, the Prodigy of my sanctuary cannot be humiliated.
After you return, the two of you will personally apologize to my sanctuary's Prodigy and obtain his forgiveness. Then this matter will be settled."
"If you fail to gain his forgiveness, then you will no longer be of much use."
Xuan Mo's icy voice echoed through the air like the judgment of the Grim Reaper.
Xing Yu's heart was filled with shock upon hearing this. He had never imagined that such a terrifying expert was following Qin Yan!
And he was supposed to apologize to Qin Yan? He was the Young Master of Xing Family, a Prodigy of the Heavenly Void Sect—did he not have any dignity?
Yet as he felt the pitch-black sword intent surrounding him, with countless strands of black sword intent suspended in the air, every single one capable of taking his life—
He knew that he had no choice but to compromise.
No matter how important his pride was, it was not more important than his life.
"Understood, Senior."
Xing Yu gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and spoke.
Seeing that Xing Yu had not done anything foolish, Elder Qin also breathed a sigh of relief.
He had truly feared that this