"You can take your time to consider, but my patience is limited!"
As Zhao Tianmu's mind fluctuated, Lu Ye's calm voice rang out again. Zhao Tianmu looked up to see Lu Ye's right hand resting on the saber's hilt, thumb gently stroking it, ready to draw the saber at any moment.
Next to Lu Ye, the woman's body trembled uncontrollably, her severed arm dripping blood, leaving a crimson pool on the ground.
Zhao Tianmu immediately understood that his previous thoughts were too naive.
He deduced that these Constellations came from a newly ascended large domain, so they couldn't have much knowledge. With so many hostages in hand, he could easily cope, but he hadn't expected the other party's ruthlessness and decisiveness to be beyond imagination.
