Dividing the Spoils, the Jiang Lineage Submits

The Jiang father and daughter were numb. Only Qin Luo could make breaking one's word sound so fresh and refined.

"Oh, right. Let me show you something good."

With a wave of Qin Luo's hand, Jiang Zhen was drawn out by a dead soul.

The moment he appeared, Jiang Chuhan cried out, "Little brother!"

Jiang Zhen was equally agitated, but after that excitement came an overwhelming terror.

Because his sister and father were now, just like him, trapped in this prison.

"Qin Luo, if you want to kill someone, kill me alone! Don't touch my family!" Jiang Zhen roared at Qin Luo.

Qin Luo slowly shook his head. "A family should be nice and tidy together. How could anyone be missing?"

His gaze fell on Jiang Yanyong. "You should be grateful that you have such a good son and daughter!"

"Now, your chance to survive has come. Though it is still exceedingly slim, at least you have a better chance than they do."

Jiang Yanyong's expression remained extremely grim. He felt that he was not afraid of death, and if he died, then so be it. But he did not want his son and daughter to die alongside him.

If he had known this place was a dragon's pool and tiger's den, he would never have brought his daughter here. If his son died, then he died; at least one daughter could have remained.

But now, Qin Luo's words had truly come to pass. The whole family had to be nice and tidy together.

"Qin Luo, what exactly do you want?" Jiang Chuhan asked in a deep voice as she looked at Qin Luo.

"Do you know what your actions today represent? You have killed so many people. Do you truly intend to make an enemy of the entire world?"