It's a shame to just kill them directly, using them to gain some goodwill is just right.
"Junior Yan acts with such grandeur, truly in tune with my heart. What the master said was indeed true, Junior, you will surely accomplish great things in the future."
Glancing over more than a hundred crying, miserable-looking women, Daoist Mingcheng's eyes gleamed, barely able to contain his excitement.
Noticing Yan Beifei's gaze inadvertently sweeping over his wrist, he chuckled and said, "This time the True Martial King Ji Changfeng's death angered the master greatly.
If not for being at a critical juncture in his practice and unable to get away, he might have even descended the mountain himself."
He raised his right hand, shaking the gold and white rings on his wrist, "This ring was personally given by the master just before descending and cannot be lent to you for play.
