"Sincerity?"
"Wait till I've smashed you all, you'll see even more sincerity."
The old beggar rubbed his teeth, his small eyes rolling around restlessly, shifting across the cloaked figures in front of him, seemingly looking for a suitable angle to strike.
"No no no, honored senior, please don't blame us, it was our younger generation who were rash and offended you!"
"This time our sect came with sincerity, please, sir, have mercy on us. The other cultivators from our sect are waiting outside and I need to go back and report to them!"
Wu Qian was scared stiff, and though many questions plagued his mind, with his life hanging by a thread, he wasn't prepared to truly die for his sect.
"Are you threatening me?"
The old beggar's gaze turned unfriendly, feeling extremely inflated at this moment, as if he was the supreme being between heaven and earth, invincible everywhere with this incessant power!
"At the seaside, is it?"