The middle-aged man's surrender was somewhat unexpected for Xu Nian, but he wasn't too surprised either.
After all, he had witnessed such things more than once.
"If you wish to surrender to me, that's possible, but you must hand over your Soul Origin Mark," Xu Nian said coldly.
He naturally had no trust in the man before him.
After all, if this man could surrender today, he could betray him tomorrow.
So enslavement was the safest method.
The middle-aged man was startled, clearly not expecting that he would be asked to hand over his Origin Mark.
But at this moment, there was no other choice but to comply.
After handing over the Origin Mark, he felt a shackle placed on his soul, and his life and death were in the hands of the God before him.
"What is your name?" Xu Nian asked the middle-aged man.
"Respectfully reporting to Master, my name is Wang Hai, and I am a Gang Leader of the Fiery Flame Gang in the Northern Wilderness Blood Domain," the middle-aged man said.
