"This..."
The Refining Blood Sect disciple hesitated. If he agreed, that would be tantamount to betraying his sect and being subjected to severe punishment. If he refused, Ling Chen would definitely kill him on the spot.
"Think it through. If you agree, you'll have the chance to rise above your current status. If you don't, you'll die right now."
Ling Chen's eyes were calm as he said, "You only have ten breaths to consider."
"Come with me."
After only two or three breaths of hesitation, the Refining Blood Sect disciple nodded and began walking forward.
At that moment, Ling Chen swept his gaze over everyone else. All of them lowered their heads, feeling somewhat guilty towards Ling Chen. They had initially thought Ling Chen was bluffing and, instead of saving them, was harming them.
But now they understood. Ling Chen held absolute power. In his presence, neither Han Tong nor Meng Gongwei was worth mentioning.
