The leaders of the factions who had originally been somewhat restless immediately firmed their resolve upon hearing those words.
They had already boarded the pirate ship. If they tried to get off now, it would be too late.
They were all clever people; naturally, they understood what situation they were in.
A moment later, seeing no movement whatsoever from within Ye Lin's army, the Profound Origin Scorpion Clan expert sent to deliver the message flashed with irritation in his eyes. These traitors were truly loyal.
They had never been this loyal to them. Usually, when it came time to collect protection fees, they would hem and haw, unwilling to hand anything over. Yet now, when their lives, safety, and faction inheritances were at stake, they were standing so firm.
In the end, they were still just a pack of traitors.
"Fine. Since you have made your own choice, we will not force you."
"Next are the words of our ancestor to the Golden Immortal lords. You have interfered in the internal affairs of our Profound Origin Scorpion Clan. I am very displeased. Do you truly think this old man is dead?"
"I will give you three breaths to take these little brats of yours back. This ancestor can pretend nothing happened. Otherwise, if this ancestor accidentally sends all these little brats of yours on their way, do not blame me for failing to warn you afterward."
After delivering the message, the expert stood where he was, his face brimming with confidence.
Although the first scheme had failed, he had absolute confidence in the second.
The original plan had been for the first scheme to attack their hearts and the second to intimidate them. If both succeeded, Ye Lin could be turned into a lone commander without spending a single soldier.