"You have overwhelming strength, but I also have my own trump card."
Wang Zhan spoke arrogantly, "If you really force me into a fight to the death, we can see whether I can kill everyone in your city before that happens."
Chu Beigu's fists were almost crushed in his grip. He didn't dare gamble, because even he could feel the violent energy contained inside that strange black beads.
Thinking of this, Chu Beigu finally clenched his teeth, and squeezed out a few words from the gap between them, "You can go."
"City Lord?"
Ling Fei Yun's eyes widened instantly. He hurriedly said, "They're carrying the Fire Qilin; they're obviously our enemies. None of us is afraid of dying, so why let this group leave?"
Ghost Slasher and Si Ming shared the same attitude.
Only the ordinary citizens in North City kept silent.
Chu Beigu shot a cold look at the people beside him, then barked harshly, "I've been in seclusion for many days—does what I say no longer count?"
"N-no, no…"
