Feeling the chill that permeated the air, Wang Yanzhi's face alternated between shades of gloom and brightness. He had no doubt about Lu Tianxing's words; if he didn't do as Lu Tianxing had said, Wang Yanzhi believed that he and Wang Kai would undoubtedly be dead today. Just like Lu Tianxing had said, now that enmity had already been formed, a little more made no significant difference, no significant difference at all.
Not to retreat meant death!
To retreat would turn them into the laughingstock of Modu, and the Wang Family's honor would be utterly and thoroughly lost.
At this moment, whether Wang Yanzhi admitted it or not, he was afraid—a fear that stemmed from deep within, that seeped into his bones. He had never encountered someone like Lu Tianxing, whose methods were ruthlessly extreme, and who never considered any consequences in his actions.