"Hand over your sword, and I might leave your corpse intact!" Chen Xuefeng threatened without asking further.
"If you leave Mu Family Village now, perhaps you'll also keep an intact corpse." Han Yan coldly smiled, speaking with pride.
Seeing Han Yan's steady demeanor as unyielding as a mountain, the surrounding villagers showed admiration, and their hearts inexplicably calmed. Even Sikong Qinglan was momentarily lost, with a strange excitement and respect appearing on his face.
However, Ye Yi'an could only manage a bitter smile; no one knew Han Yan's capabilities better than him. Without the Primordial Stone, relying only on her Fifth Rank Swordsman strength, how could she be a match for Chen Xuefeng? Her current calmness was only a tactic to mislead the opponent, gather strength, and wait for the best opportunity to strike.
