4657

Chapter 4657: 6.0409 Begging for Mercy

The newly appointed island master, after issuing a series of commands, promptly dumped all responsibilities onto others, resuming his usual role as a hands-off manager.

Meanwhile, Duan Yue dragged the old man, Wang Xin, to Qiao Mu and tossed him down. Wang Xin was unconscious at the moment, collapsing to the ground with a "thud." His eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were all askew. He might have retained about thirty percent consciousness, but he couldn't utter a single word.

This fellow had absolutely not expected that his confident arrival for negotiations would turn out to be so contrary to his wishes. Not only did he fail to rescue young master Duo Shanming, but he also hit a hard iron plate and took a major fall. The old man genuinely couldn't understand why the mental attack command he issued during their first encounter seemed to hit an insurmountable barrier, bouncing back to injure him. The old man could never have imagined that Qiao Mu, a mere Level Five Divine Master, would possess Level Twelve divine sense. In terms of divine sense, the little poker face had overwhelmingly defeated the old man, a point that was beyond dispute.

Duan Yue unceremoniously kicked the old man a few times, making him roll over and cough repeatedly as he regained consciousness.

[Are Transcendent Divine Realm cultivators really that strong? After having his Sea of Consciousness burned by Duan Yue's demonic emperor fire for so long, he's still not completely dead. And after a few kicks, he can even slowly wake up.] The little poker face mused inwardly, but said nothing aloud. She simply watched him with a hint of curiosity in her dark eyes.

"I gave him a pill just now," Duan Yue explained, referring to the medicine that was barely keeping the old man alive. Duan Yue turned to look at her. "Do you have anything you want to ask?" If not, he would dispose of the old man. The old fellow harbored resentment towards them and absolutely could not be left alive.

"Yes," Qiao Mu's dark eyes swiveled. She took a step forward and asked, "How did you feel just now?"

The old man looked up, glaring at her with eyes full of malice. It was then that Qiao Mu clearly saw that his face had been so scorched by the demonic emperor fire that his original features were unrecognizable.

[His face looked fine earlier; how did it suddenly become burnt like this?] Qiao Mu gazed at the old man with a bewildered expression.

Duan Yue extended his leg and kicked him hard, saying coldly, "Answer when you're asked." His handsome eyes fixed coldly on the old man, his gaze like one looking at a dead person. "Answer honestly, and we'll send you off properly. Otherwise, your soul body will be scattered, and your Five Elemental Powers extracted."

The man's cold and ruthless voice made the old man shiver uncontrollably.

"Spare, spare my life, spare me!" The old man didn't want to be so cowardly, uttering words of surrender that made his face burn with shame. But in the current situation, circumstances were stronger than he was. He had lived to such an old age, breaking through to his current realm, and truly did not want to die so miserably.

Old man Wang sincerely regretted it now. If only he had known that he would encounter such fierce, ominous stars on this trip, he never would have agreed to the Duo family's request to do his utmost to bring their young master back. Regret, deep regret! Now, he hadn't saved anyone, and he had gotten himself trapped.

"Old man? I'm asking you a question! Answer it." Qiao Mu looked at him curiously. This old man's twisted expressions were quite rich; his inner thoughts must be incredibly complex right now.

"You know," Duan Yue said coldly, eyeing Wang Xin.