The Jade Stone Daoist was furious, yet retained his composure.
His original intention was to have the guards detain the person
and then gradually resort to harsh interrogation.
If the individual had a notable background,
then torturing them before releasing them was acceptable,
because the opponent had first injured his disciple; even in negotiations, he was not afraid.
After all, he had the moral high ground.
If the opponent lacked background,
then apologies aside,
the Jade Stone Daoist was already considering which torture methods to use on Qin Hao.
In the midst of his thoughts,
two hundred guards shouted together in a deafening roar.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, an overwhelming murderous intent swept towards Qin Hao.
Qin Hao felt a malicious wind stirring in front of him.
It chilled his face, turned his lips purple, and made it difficult to open his eyes.
Under this oppressive wind, an ordinary person would likely have already fallen to their knees, unable to endure.
