After Hatake Ziyan finished speaking, he swept his gaze over everyone, as though checking for any unusual reactions!
Everyone looked at one another, but no one stepped forward!
"If you don't come forward and I have to drag you out, death won't be the end of it! I'll show you what it means to be unable to live or die!" Hatake Ziyan said again.
Hatake Ziyan had gone that far, yet still no one stepped forward!
"So you won't shed a tear until you see your coffin? Let me tell you, I already know who it is! Once I make my move, there'll be no hope of survival!" Hatake Ziyan looked at the people below him, his tone turning stern!
Hatake Ziyan waited a little longer, but still no one stepped forward!
Hatake Ziyan vanished in a flash and appeared beside two master swordsmen, hauling them out with one in each hand!
Then he returned to his original position, casually tossed them to the ground, and continued, "Are you still going to hide?"
But the two men Hatake Ziyan had dragged out shouted at him, "Lord Ziyan? What is the meaning of this? Are you saying we're spies? My lord, when have you ever seen spies settle down and have children among their enemies?"
"That's right! These two became renowned fighters ages ago. They've contributed a great deal to building up the Land of Iron!" someone in the crowd said.
"Exactly! He even saved my life! How could he be a spy?" another young fighter said.
Hatake Ziyan ignored their discussion and wasted no words on the two men. He placed a hand on top of each man's head.
"Tell me, you two, what do you think it would look like if your heads were smashed apart?" Hatake Ziyan asked