Lin Tianyi stomped on Jiang Hong's arm, breaking it, which frightened Jiang Yun so much that he cried out, "Big brother, come save me, just give him the pearl, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"Younger brother, don't beg him," Jiang Hong said through gritted teeth, enduring the intense pain. In contrast to Jiang Yun, Jiang Hong was more of a man.
After hearing that, Jiang Qing angrily said, "Younger brother, you've deeply disappointed your big brother. We, the descendants of the Jiang Family, will never bow to anyone."
Jiang Yun, mortified, held back his words.
"Jiang Family's descendants will not bow to anyone."
Hmph!
Lin Tian sneered; today this head would have to bow, willingly or not.
"Hand over the pearl," he roared.
The Godslayer Sword was already in his palm, resting against Jiang Hong's throat.
Jiang Hong's pupils dilated rapidly, he swallowed hard several times and cold sweat streamed down his face all at once.