"You tried to steal my things, so I plundered you! You didn't plan to kill me, so I spared your lives, are you convinced?" Zhou Heng said to the seven people.
"Convinced! Convinced!" Murong Yuan and the others nodded continuously. In this world, strength truly ruled, and initially, they had forced Zhou Heng to hand over the Immortal Technique and the Immortal Sword because they outnumbered him and were stronger.
But now, his individual strength far surpassed their combined might. They had to be convinced even if they didn't want to be!
Falling into the hands of that despicable donkey, stripped naked and positioned to expose their backsides, was this a joke? Even if they could survive, they would carry an indelible shadow for life, needing to find some remote corner to live out their remaining years.
The seven people scattered and retreated, and Black Donkey then pounced forward, opening its huge mouth to bite at Zhou Heng, wanting to share the spoils with Zhou.