Yuan Ren's words sent a chill rising in Lin PY's heart.
He understood clearly now that Yuan Ren and Meng He had made up their minds not to offend Gong Qingshan.
It was no wonder Gong Qingshan had asked the two of them. The Heavenly Sword Sect still submitted to the Sword Pavilion, and he really could not refute what Yuan Ren and Meng He said.
"I need to return and report this," Lin PY said hastily.
Of course he could not possibly exchange his own life for those of ten Martial Realm disciples. What a joke.
"There is no need for such trouble. You must have brought more than ten Martial Realm disciples this time. Pick ten," Yuan Ren said indifferently.
Lin PY froze. He had not expected Yuan Ren to go so far.
"Then let us settle it this way. They will be dealt with before everyone tomorrow. Lin PY, do you have any other objections?" Meng He asked indifferently.
Lin PY was furious beyond measure. He wished he could tear Yuan Ren and Meng He apart with his bare hands.
If ten Martial Realm disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect were executed before everyone else tomorrow, how would the world view his Heavenly Sword Sect once word spread?
"It seems Lin PY does not agree. It appears he has no sincerity, either," Gong Qingshan said with a faint smile.
Hearing this, then seeing the icy looks in Yuan Ren's and Meng He's eyes, Lin PY's heart trembled slightly.
He knew he could no longer resist this time. Rather than saying the Sword Pavilion had made this decision, it would be more accurate to say everyone here had made it together.
As far as the other sects were concerned, the disciples dying were not theirs anyway, so naturally