Qin Yi glanced around, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and said coldly, "Could it be that after hosting so many sky wagers here, you haven't noticed that the terrain here resembles a natural tomb?"
Those present instinctively looked around. What Qin Yi said had never occurred to them. This place was a basin, surrounded by cliffs, where even birds struggle to land, indeed like a natural tomb. With Qin Yi's previous words in mind, everyone felt a chill run from their tailbone straight to the back of their skull.
However, Mo Buwen sneered disdainfully.
Qin Yi looked at him indifferently.
Mo Buwen mocked, "Qin Yi, such words might scare others, but saying something like 'kill everyone' in front of me is too childish. Everyone here holds a prominent position. If you kill everyone here, it won't just be a personal vendetta, it will be an international dispute."
