"Now, you only have two options, either submit to me or face torture in the Shang Clan until they mold you into a loyal dog. You must know about the tortures of the Shang Clan, right?"
Han Wuji shivered in fear upon hearing this. He had obviously heard about the powerful Shang Clan, who hasn't in this empire?
But could he submit to the person who murdered his grandson?
He was in a predicament right now with even death being a luxury.
Therefore, instead of choosing the better option of the two, he chose to eliminate the unacceptable one.
"I would never submit to you!"
Spit!
He spat on Ashen's face, however, suddenly a barrier of qi appeared in front of Ashen that reflected the spit back to Han Wuji, landing on his face.
"Hehe, did you think you could even touch me while he is here?" Ashen mocked him before leaving.
There was no reason to converse with him any longer.