However astonishing it was, they had no choice but to believe it!
Elder Qin's gaze fell on Qin Wuyou again, and he could not help recalling how Lin Fan had called him an Imperial Scion.
Could this brat really be an Imperial Scion?
No! Absolutely impossible!
How could an Imperial Scion from the Upper Realm be here?
Elder Qin dismissed the thought and looked at Qin Wuyou again. Drawing a deep breath, he humbled himself and said, "Young man, this is all a misunderstanding! Though I don't know what grudge lies between you and Lin Fan, I can speak on his behalf. As long as you show mercy, we're willing to pay any price!"
As Elder Qin finished speaking, Qin Wuyou merely smiled faintly. He waved a hand toward the vast Lin Lineage estate below and its countless cultivators, then sneered, "Fine. It's not as though you can't negotiate with me! First, tear every last one of them into ten thousand pieces. Then I might consider it!"
Everyone had assumed Qin Wuyou would, at most, demand compensation in cultivation resources. But when they heard his condition, they were stunned.
"What? Th-this..."
Elder Qin froze in shock. With an ugly expression, he gave a bitter smile and said, "Young man, don't joke about this! Those are tens of thousands of lives..."
"You think I'm joking?"
Qin Wuyou's expression was icy as he said indifferently, "I've named my condition. Whether we negotiate depends on your sincerity!"
As he spoke, he casually seized Lin Wudao and lifted him into the air. His voice was cold as frost as he declared imperiously, "I'll give you only a count of ten! If I don't see your sincerity, I'll kill this fellow first to teach you a lesson!"
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
When Qin Wuyou began