"No! Brother Zhu, I know I was wrong, please don't do this to me!" a certain disciple shouted in terror.
Others also began to speak, begging bitterly, willing to hand over all their Spiritual Objects, not wanting to serve Yuanmu Gate any longer.
Unfortunately, Zhu Qianwan shook his head lightly, saying, "I gave you a chance from the very beginning, but since you are so stubborn, you can't blame anyone else."
"According to the Sect Leader's instructions, from now on, you will become the Mountain Guardians of Yuanmu Gate, never to leave the Mountain Gate for the rest of your lives."
As he spoke, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
If he could, he didn't want to use such means to deal with the brothers he had known for thousands of years, as the feelings over the years were quite deep.
But he couldn't go against his own oath, so he could only announce this cruel fact with a cold face.
"No!"
"Ah ah ah! Why treat me like this?"
