Two fingers were raised from Youqi's dainty hand. "Pay for the damage first, then stay for the ceremony until the end. You will also present a gift from your side to bless this union."
Hearing the conditions, Shen Tianqing was stunned. He glanced toward the entrance where his men had been dragged. Those people were still being ravaged by the power of the four black-armored warriors.
It was not that he cared about their lives or deaths. He was worried that if they died, the stability of his faction within Heaven's Spire Sanctuary would be shaken. After all, they were his main fighting force.
He then turned back to look at the beautiful senior before him. He was trembling. At this moment, aside from his head, nothing in his body could move. This level of precise control over such overwhelming qi was not something an ordinary cultivator could achieve.
"Yes… my lady. I will stay for the ceremony," Shen Tianqing said.
