"Isn't my intention clear enough? Kill those who have seen me, wouldn't that solve all problems?"
As Michael spoke, a golden flame appeared in his palm, creeping like a venomous snake across Duanmu Xiao's body. It didn't hurt him, but with a single thought from Michael, Duanmu Xiao would be turned to ashes.
Cold sweat ran down Duanmu Xiao's spine as he pleaded, "Don't kill me! I will show you the way. Without me as your guide, you'll never be able to reach the depths of the Earth Palace. Once my father returns, you are done for."
"You're surprisingly self-aware."
Michael chuckled, "What you're practicing is the 'Golden Wheel Sky Flame Technique', the foundational skill of your Sect Founder. How many layers have you mastered by now?"
"How did you--"
Duanmu Xiao was startled, but then realized that he had been watched by Michael all along. While he was with his sister Duanmu Xue earlier, Michael was likely lurking around eavesdropping.
That was indeed the case.