"Release them! I told you, this has nothing to do with them!" The Huangfu Family members shouted.
It was clear they were furious. These people were the future foundation of their Huangfu Family.
"Nothing to do with them? You make it sound so easy," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"From the day your Huangfu Family chose to guard Demon Suppressing Ridge, not a single one of you has been innocent."
"What exactly do you want?" Huangfu Long asked, looking at Xu Zimo.
"I told you already. Kneel and beg for mercy," Xu Zimo replied.
"Perhaps then I'll consider sparing their lives."
Hearing Xu Zimo's words, Huangfu Long fell silent.
Huangfu Long had been wise and illustrious all his life. Ever since obtaining the Sacred Ancestor's inheritance, he had never bowed and scraped before anyone again.
Now, for the Sacred Ancestor's mission, even if he died, he could die in a blaze of glory, unyielding and unbending.
Yet at this moment, Huangfu Long raised his head and looked at his family before him.
There were children and women among them, each face filled with panic and terror.
They were desperate and helpless.
Most of them were looking at him with expectant eyes.
They wanted to live. They could not, like him, face death as though returning home.
At this moment, even Huangfu Long himself could no longer tell whether accepting the Sacred Ancestor's inheritance mission all those years ago had been right or wrong.
He had gambled everything his Lineage possessed.
If they succeeded, their Lineage would naturally soar to great heights. They would win the Sacred Ancestor's favor, and even going to Beyond the Heavens would not be impossible.
But what if they failed? His original plan had been for people like himself to die generously.
To leave behind