Another burly cultivator replied, "These guys are a tough nut to crack. They don't feel like Loose Cultivators."
"Stop running your damn mouth and get over here and help me!"
The Bronze Masked Cultivator glanced inside and sneered. "You blockheads. All you know is how to use brute force."
He lowered his voice. "What did His Highness order us to do? Lure the female cultivators out first."
"They'll make perfect sacrifices for the Sea Venerable."
But the burly man retorted, "I already tried what His Highness told us to. It didn't work."
They had all learned the lines for coaxing a surrender, but not everyone was willing to live a dishonorable life.
"Hmph. I called you stupid, and you still won't admit it."
The Bronze Masked Cultivator sneered, then channeled his Spiritual Power and shouted into the cave, "Listen up in there! You have nowhere to run."
"But I'm giving you one last chance to live!"
