"Rest assured, just a junior. We will capture him alive, then bind him and take him back to the Capital City, where he can kneel before Yiming's spirit for seven days and nights, and then we'll execute him!"
Qiu Minghan's gaunt cheeks bore a trace of ice coldness, speaking coldly.
"Indeed, no one can harm my Qiu Family's descendant and get away with it unharmed."
Beside him, the plump elder, Qiu Mingyan, lowered his eyelids slightly, speaking in an unquestionable tone.
"Thank you, three elders."
Qiu Dafeng nodded heavily, his respectful gaze passing over the three of them.
Throughout, the black-robed old woman hadn't uttered a word, but Qiu Dafeng knew she was the most terrifying among the three.
Qiu Dafeng, being the direct grandson of Old Master Qiu, from the Qiu Family's direct lineage, only knew of two elders within the Qiu Family.
