Ye Wuhen gave a cold laugh and dragged the three of them into the flying boat. "Speak. Who gave you the nerve to dare block my path?"
Only then did the three clearly see the cultivation level of the man before them, and they were instantly scared out of their wits.
"This junior had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai!"
The fifth-level Golden Core cultivator kowtowed again and again. "We only saw that this flying boat was luxurious and thought it belonged to some rich young master..."
Smack!
Ye Wuhen slapped him across the face, and half the cultivator's face instantly became a bloody mess. "If you don't tell the truth, I'll search your soul!"
"I'll talk! I'll talk!"
The man was badly frightened and dared hide nothing more. He gave a detailed account of how the three of them made their living by robbing people nearby.
"Brother Li, what do you think should be done?"
Ye Wuhen lounged lazily against his chair, handing the power to decide the three men's fate over to Li Yunjing.
Li Yunjing stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the three kneeling on the ground.
"Since you make a living through plunder, I imagine your hands are stained with the blood of quite a few innocent cultivators."
His voice was calm, yet it carried a bone-piercing chill. "Do you know that those you robbed and killed once begged for mercy just as you are now?"
When the three heard this, their faces instantly turned the color of earth.
"Since you won't let me live, I'll make you die first!"
The fifth-level Golden Core cultivator suddenly sprang up, and a streak of black light shot from his sleeve straight for Li Yunjing's throat!
"You're courting death."
Li Yunjing