"Guards!" Chayin Lianji shouted.
At that moment, many guards entered from outside the room.
"From now on, this woman is yours," Chayin Lianji said to the guards with a smile. "Haven't you dreamed of getting Nili Yaxi's body? Now you can use her however you want."
Uchiha Madara watched Nili Yaxi's face turn deathly pale and said to her with a smile, "Don't be afraid. Aren't I still here?"
Chayin Lianji sneered at Uchiha Madara. "What can you do? You're nothing more than a mage."
"I only haven't killed you because I still think you're valuable to me. Otherwise, you would have long since become a ghost beneath my blade," Chayin Lianji said.
"I never said I was a mage. That was nothing but your own wishful thinking," Uchiha Madara said.
"Whether it's my wishful thinking or not, we'll know soon enough," Chayin Lianji said.
"You're the first mage of such a high level to come to our country. I'm very fortunate for that. Perhaps heaven arranged for us to meet so that I can succeed in refining it within these next few days," Chayin Lianji said with a smile.
"Then you ought to thank me," Uchiha Madara said.
Chayin Lianji looked at Uchiha Madara, who still seemed completely unconcerned, and felt puzzled. Why could he remain so calm in this situation? Was he truly unafraid?
Chayin Lianji was certain that Uchiha Madara was merely a mage. But how could a mage dare speak to him like this?
"Do you think you're still in your own country?" Chayin Lianji looked at Uchiha Madara and said. "You're in our territory now."
"Do you think you can still receive the respect and admiration of others as you did in your own country?" Chayin Lianji said to Uchiha Madara. "Here, you are nothing.