Qin Xi did not hesitate at all. He looked at Mediocre Death God and said to him, "Of course I can, but I don't think there's any need for you to keep that cultivation of yours."
Because he felt that Mediocre Death God was a thoroughly rotten man. If they let him go, he definitely would not return to Masked Man's side, because he had already betrayed his master.
But if they allowed him to keep all his martial skills, Qin Xi also feared this man might do something rebellious in the future.
But when Mediocre Death God heard Qin Xi say that, he was truly terrified. In disbelief, he looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "You've already tortured me until I'm neither human nor ghost. Even if I fully recover, I'll never return to my peak state. Why do you still have to treat me like this?"
Qin Xi had no pity whatsoever for Mediocre Death God, Masked Man, or their faction. He felt that no matter what great harm these people suffered, even if they lost their lives, it was entirely their own doing.
After all, they truly had committed countless evils and done many wicked things.
So Qin Xi looked at Mediocre Death God and said to him, "If you won't agree, then there's nothing I can do. It doesn't matter if I never learn this information."
Mediocre Death God was truly afraid that Qin Xi would go back on his word. He had finally steeled himself to tell Qin Xi everything he knew, so Qin Xi would spare his life.
He had not expected Qin Xi to seem as if he cared very little about what he had said.
He immediately looked at Qin Xi and said to him, "Fine. I agree. As long