Sui Zimo was only verbally aggressive, but he really didn't dare to do anything to them.
After all, this place was Ya Village, his own territory, yo. Anyone who dared to mess with him would find themselves unable to have a single good day.
However, the pride in his heart and the smugness on his face hadn't lasted for a few seconds when suddenly, something cold was placed against his neck, giving him quite a fright.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
Two terrified screams rang out, scaring him so much that his body trembled, and his neck moved forward slightly, almost getting cut by the sword at his throat.
"Hiss!"
He took a sharp breath.
Even with such a minor movement, a wound appeared on his neck, making him wince in pain.
"You... don't mess around, let's talk this out," he said.
"There's nothing to talk about. Since you wish to die, I'll oblige and send you to your death. After you're dead, I'll send your family down to keep you company!" Zhe Jue said coldly, looking at him.
"No, please no."