Aldrian's avatar looked at the middle-aged man before him, the patriarch of the Asefan family. His body would not stop trembling, and anxiety was clear on his face despite being a middle pseudo immortal stage cultivator. Such a reaction was truly unbefitting of someone at his level.
The man tried to show courage by meeting the avatar's gaze, but the contrast between his eyes and his shaking body only made him look somewhat pitiful.
The avatar could clearly sense the man's fear.
Silence filled the room for a moment before the avatar finally opening his mouth.
"To be honest, I am quite surprised that you made that move. I must admit that you are quite clever. However, do you think that kind of trick could make me stop killing you? Why should I stop?"
Patriarch Asefan gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
