Why Kill So Many Disciples

Hearing Qin Xi say this, the expression on Mediocre Death God's face, hidden beneath his dark robe, changed slightly. He had not expected Qin Xi's words to truly hit where it hurt. In truth, he had been thinking the same thing.

Qin Xi, however, was in no hurry. He looked at Mediocre Death God and continued, "In any case, we have plenty of time to wear you down. Tell me whenever you're ready—why did you kill so many disciples, and what exactly are you planning?"

"Only then will I think about how to deal with you. But don't worry, I won't take your life."

Hearing Qin Xi say this, the person bound in chains truly felt somewhat incredulous. He looked at Qin Xi, trying to tell whether those words were true or false.

He was also carefully studying Qin Xi, whose eyes did not dodge in the slightest, meeting his pitch-black eyes directly.

Mediocre Death God looked at Qin Xi and said, "I will not betray my master."

It was not that he would not betray his master, but rather that he felt the Masked Man was an extremely sinister person. He was also deeply afraid of the look Destruction wore. If he truly let something slip, then in the future, he might really end up wishing he were dead.

Qin Xi looked at Mediocre Death God and said, "In any case, I'm not in any particular hurry. Whenever you want to talk, you can tell me."

Then he looked at Qirui behind him and said, "Does your Kirin Clan have anything that can make someone wish they were dead and force them to say what they want to say?"

Qirui looked at Qin Xi, not having expected Boss Qin Xi to actually want to use torture to extract a