Marquis Xu took a deep breath, forcibly calming himself down.
"It's just a low-level martial artist, not someone from the Great Void. If he has to be eliminated, he will be eliminated. With so many people on our side, are we really afraid of him?"
He squeezed out a cold laugh and said to Ye Chen, "Heh, it seems that Young Master Ye's life is really substantial, indeed. Your attack was shocking, but do you know what you are facing?
On our side, there are ten individuals from the Great Void and dozens from the Sealed Gate realm..."
"How about...how about Young Master Ye let us leave? This time, it was our mistake, as if it never happened? What do you think?"
The people outside the wealthy factions were all glaring furiously at them. As if it never happened? Heh, what about their dead friends and sect members—were they to be treated as if they never existed?
"Kneel down," Ye Chen said to Marquis Xu, with just two words, "Bow to my fallen brothers and sisters, and apologize."