The two old men's expressions remained grim.
For a moment, neither side moved.
Although Bai Ren and Bai Chu had revealed themselves as Golden Immortals, the two old men gradually calmed down.
Panic would solve nothing.
The first old man took a deep breath.
His gaze shifted toward Long Haotian, who was still pinned beneath Bai Zihan's sword.
Then his eyes flashed subtly.
A silent message was conveyed.
Give up!
The second old man did the same.
They had both lost their composure because Long Haotian's life appeared to be at risk, but after calming down, they finally realized that there shouldn't be any real danger to his life.
It was merely a duel.
It shouldn't lead to Long Haotian's death.
They had simply panicked. Otherwise, they would never have become so worked up.
Long Haotian's face twisted slightly.
Under the pressure of the Eternal Spirit Sword resting against his neck, he eventually clenched his teeth and nodded.
He had already lost anyway.
