Li Qinghong, with her Spear slanted, quietly gathered Thunderbolt within it, without replying. The woman hurriedly said:
"Taoist Fellow... we are both compelled by circumstances, why resort to such violence? Just send half of the cultivators out from the formation, and I'll let Taoist Fellow kill half of the little devils. We'll report back respectively, and it would count as getting through this..."
Li Qinghong didn't trust her and simply smiled, saying:
"Send them out? Taoist Fellow thinks too highly of the situation..."
The gentle woman wasn't surprised, exchanged a glance with her husband, and could only say:
"Taoist Fellow is really without mercy! Why must we fight and kill..."
Li Qinghong smiled broadly and answered:
"All those in the formation are my friends and family. I can't exchange them with Taoist Fellow like that. How about I offer a Spiritual Object in exchange for the devil leader in Taoist Fellow's hands?"
"Oh?"
