Those words sent both Ying Gang and the Western Emperor into a panic. They had never imagined these people would dare kill them outright, which was why they had not resisted to the bitter end when subdued. Had they known they were facing death, how could they have let themselves be captured without a fight? They would have staked everything on one last struggle.
Ying Gang struggled and shouted fiercely, "Do you really think the Extreme Fire Sect is made of clay?"
Yin Ning sneered. "And what exactly do you think your Extreme Fire Sect amounts to? It seems Green Mound has been quiet for too long-so long that anyone dares disregard us now. When I was rebelling alongside the Ancestor and the others, your Extreme Fire Sect could only huddle on the sidelines and tremble. Do you really think killing you is such a big deal? With a crowd watching, I might have to find a suitable excuse. With no witnesses, whatever I say happened is what happened. Believe it or not, even if your Extreme Fire Sect knows it's a lie, all it can do in the end is close one eye, hold its nose, and swallow it."
When had people like Yin Xu and Tian Shen ever heard such words or witnessed such swagger? It was as though a thunderclap had exploded inside their heads.
The corners of Ying Gang's mouth twitched repeatedly. "Outrageous!" he snapped.
Yet inwardly, he wavered. He knew full well that even if he died, his sect might indeed turn a blind eye when faced with those penniless, overbearing thugs from Green Mound. There had been a reason he had turned around and left at the sight of Yin Ning earlier.
"First Lady, everything is negotiable," the Western Emperor suddenly called out. This