Xiao Zhan stared at the fortress, took a deep breath, and decided to compromise.
Anyways, his son wasn't killed, there is no need for a life and death feud with the Shen Clan over this matter.
"Kid, for the sake of the Shen Clan's face, I will temporarily restrain myself and choose not to kill you today," Xiao Zhan spoke, his deep, spectral voice vibrating with an intense, forced composure that poorly masked the trembling anxiety underneath.
Indeed. He was anxious. He has no way of knowing if the Shen Clan here has a method to contact the Shen Clan in the Immortal Realm.
But if they do, and this incident was known, it would surely be a catastrophic event.
His misty eyes locked hard onto the hovering fortress. "However, you must immediately swear an absolute, binding oath to the high heavens right now that you will no longer target my son, nor cross his path ever again, or else..."
He abruptly stopped, deliberately leaving his final words hanging ominously in the air.
