Zheng Li laughed as he stabbed at the man's corpse. Yet as he laughed, he seemed to suddenly remember something. Tilting his head slightly, he looked at one of the men trembling like a sieve and asked, "How are things going over there?"
The man Zheng Li was addressing stood at the very end of the line. Not only was he shaking violently, he wished he could hide his entire body from sight. Seeing that he could not escape this calamity after all, he simply dropped to his knees and begged for mercy.
"That witch was far too powerful. More than a dozen of our Golden Core cultivators died at her hands. Please spare me, young master!" The man pressed his forehead against the floor, not even daring to raise his head.
Dragging his bloodstained sword, Zheng Li walked slowly toward him. "More than a dozen men died. Then why aren't you dead yet?"
"I-I was mainly responsible for scouting." As he watched Zheng Li approach, the terror in his eyes deepened, and even his speech grew slurred.
"Those were more than a dozen cultivators from my Zheng Household, all at the Golden Core Great Perfection or late Golden Core stage, and one person killed them all? Xiao Liu, that wasn't what you promised me." Though the hall was large, the distance from one end to the other was not short either. By now, Zheng Li stood before the man delivering the report, his towering figure looming over him like an enormous beast.
"I was incompetent. I misjudged that witch's abilities." Indeed, who could have imagined that more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators with cultivation levels similar to Su Jiu's would fail to defeat her alone?
When Zheng Li said nothing, the man thought he was being given another