"My lord, is that fellow insane? This is ridiculous! A mere Middle God actually wanted you to submit to him! My lord, we should kill him!" As soon as Haruli left, one of his subordinates immediately shouted in indignation. In his eyes, Han Shuo's actions were enough to get him killed hundreds of times over.
"A madman! No wonder Buz wants to kill them. That bunch really has a death wish!" Another subordinate looked utterly contemptuous. "We don't even need to act. Once they leave Deep Valley, all that awaits them is death!"
Haruli's expression was dark. He had never expected Han Shuo to dare make such an outrageous declaration. To him, it was an utter humiliation. He was a figure of some standing in the Chaos Lands, and sometimes he would not even give the Five Great Monarchs their due. In all his years in the Chaos Lands, Haruli had never suffered any real losses. His reputation was even greater than Buz's, which was why he had dared take on this job.
He had assumed that, under these circumstances, Han Shuo's group would gladly spend a million Black Crystal Coins to seek his protection. After all, precious though Crystal Coins were, they were nowhere near as valuable as eight lives. He had never expected that Han Shuo would not only show no intention of seeking protection, but even dare make such an outrageous declaration, audaciously trying to make him submit. This simply was not how a normal person should think.
"Loxia, stay behind and watch them. See when they leave Deep Valley. The moment you see them preparing to leave, send word to me. I want to see how they die!" Haruli snorted coldly and instructed a subordinate beside him.
An Upper God who cultivated the power of earth