"Fang Li, I'm not dead yet."
"While I was still in power, you ascended the throne without consulting me. I won't criticize you for that, nor will I blame you."
"But now, right in front of me, you still want to kill my only son?"
"I have only this one small request. Are you unwilling to grant even such a tiny request?"
Fang Jing said coldly.
A terrifying pressure blanketed the entire hall, leaving Fang Li standing in the middle of it, unable to move.
Even as a Daluo Golden Immortal, before this man, she was merely an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment.
"Third Uncle, I will spare his life. I won't kill him, but on the condition that he remains under my watch day and night."
"Third Uncle, if it were you, would you allow a potential danger to slip beyond your control?"
Bearing the immense pressure, Fang Li showed no fear whatsoever.
"Are you truly not afraid that I'll kill you?"
Fang Jing narrowed his eyes at the little girl before him.
This was the first time this little girl had ever spoken to him like this.
The first time she had possessed the nerve to openly defy him.
"My position was acknowledged by the Blade Saint and the Fourth Young Master."
"Under the Fourth Young Master's instruction, I successfully ascended the throne. The Fourth Young Master has not yet left the Imperial Capital. If you kill me, do you think your son will truly survive?"
"I don't know when you sent him away, nor do I know whether I can catch him. But I do know that if I die, the Fourth Young Master will surely fly into a rage."
"When that time comes, no matter where your son runs, he will