At the sound of Xiao Yan's voice, a bead of cold sweat formed on Gu He's forehead, and a chill ran down his back.
Xiao Yan made no attempt whatsoever to hide the wicked amusement in his eyes.
Even thinking with his ass, Gu He could more or less guess what Xiao Yan meant. He did not seem intent on killing them outright, but there was absolutely no chance he would simply let them leave.
But Gu He had no leverage to negotiate with him, leaving a man who had always wielded the power of the Face-Face Fruit feeling utterly stifled.
As a sixth-tier alchemy grandmaster, he was someone the vast majority of people in the Jia Ma Empire, and even across the entire Northwest Region, had to show some respect.
Yet today, he had fallen at the hands of a mere Da Dou Shi...
No.
Only then did Gu He realize that Xiao Yan had somehow already broken through to Dou Ling.
But that information was completely useless now!
Fuck!
You drove two Dou Emperors and three Dou Wangs into a corner. Does it make any difference whether you're a Dou Ling or a peak Da Dou Shi?
And you're so damn young!
Shaking his head with a bitter smile, Gu He wore the look of a man who had accepted defeat.
He had no leverage whatsoever. Right now, they held the knife and chopping block, while he was the fish laid out for slaughter.
He had not even been Xiao Yan's target at any point...
Glancing at Medusa, who was still playing dead in the distance, Gu He let out a long sigh.
Xiao Yan had never targeted him, yet had still left him half-dead. Even with a Dou Emperor protecting him, he could not withstand the aftershock