Mowing Down

"You think you can stop whenever you want?"

Zuo Yi spoke gently, smiling with calm composure as though he were amicably negotiating with Bai Jingqi.

Yet none of the Bai family members in the hall felt the slightest ease. A lingering cloud of dread hung over their hearts, so heavy and oppressive that they could barely breathe.

The corner of Bai Jingqi's eye twitched, and a trace of humiliation and anger surfaced on his face. "State whatever conditions you have."

The Bai family had dominated An Yue for centuries. They were one of the foremost local clans, especially here in Spring City, where the Bai family's influence was unmatched. They could truly do whatever they pleased.

As the Bai family patriarch and hereditary Marquis of Southern Suppression, Bai Jingqi had never humbled himself so before anyone else.

Even before Fan Hailiu and Qin Wuyang, he had always stood tall.

Yet at this moment, Bai Jingqi had no choice but to bow his head in humiliation. He did not want his own mistaken decision to inflict unprecedented devastation upon the Bai family's core strength.

Otherwise, even if they managed to kill Zuo Yi in the end, a Bai family stripped of its elite would be unable to withstand suppression from Daxia's central authority.

The Bai family's enemies were no pushovers.

Moreover, Bai Jingqi had another reason he could not speak aloud: the instincts of a Peak A-Rank Transcendent Being told him that if this battle continued, he was very likely to die!

Though Bai Jingqi was already over seventy, he still wanted to live another half-century.

So, after revealing his final trump card, for the sake of the family, for the sake of its tens of thousands of members, and for his own sake, he needed to compromise with Zuo Yi.