Ling Xiao made the decision outright, arbitrarily overruling everyone's desire to go back.
At this moment, he was incomparably wicked and charismatic, with an inexplicable coldness that made everyone shudder.
"Being captured is still better than going to the Mythic Battlefield just to throw our lives away..."
Someone retorted quietly, still trying to fight for it.
"Hmph! If you want to die, you can die right now. Going back will only drag down the Snow Heaven Clan and might even expose my whereabouts."
Ling Xiao cast the man a cold glance and spoke mercilessly.
Hearing his words, the man's heart trembled. The invisible killing intent radiating from Ling Xiao frightened him so badly that he nearly dropped to his knees.
He felt that one more word of nonsense could cost him his life.
"Ling Xiao has a point. Going back now would only give others something to hold against us. If the Divine Hall investigates, the entire Snow Heaven Clan will suffer.
We absolutely cannot return like this. At the very least, we have to make a trip to the Mythic Battlefield."
Tianxue Yaoyue spoke up. Though she too felt that Ling Xiao was being a little too cold-blooded, his words were not without reason.
"Enough. Stay with me. As long as you obediently listen, I may be able to keep you safe and sound.
Perhaps you won't die. You might even render great merit and bring glory to your ancestors."
Ling Xiao laughed dumbly, his attitude suddenly softening. He even kindly declared that he would protect them.
Everyone's expressions turned strange as they exchanged glances. They felt that Ling Xiao's words were far too naïve, far too idealistic.
He sounded like he was coaxing children, yet they were afraid and did not dare refute him, fearing that he might