"Xu Nian, release my companion quickly, or you will suffer a terrible death,"
The short youth seemed to realize that he still had many companions here, and the fear in his heart greatly diminished, as he directly pointed at Xu Nian and threatened.
However, as the words left his mouth, there wasn't a single ripple on Xu Nian's face.
He still coldly gazed at the short man.
The short man was somewhat panicked by Xu Nian's stare.
"Are you deaf to my words? Let me tell you, all eighteen of the Holy Guards are here. If you don't release him, not only will you die, your mother will also follow—"
"Puchi!"
Before the short man could finish,
Xu Nian next to him swung his sword.
Big Beard's entire right arm was severed by Xu Nian.
"Ah!"
Big Beard revealed an expression of agony, screaming continuously.
In his heart, a multitude of curses galloped past.
Throughout, Xu Nian never once glanced at Big Beard, his gaze dead set on the short man.