Qin Yu's tone was very cold as he decided to press Old Sun.
Old Sun's face kept changing, trying once again to break Zhang Hao'an's fingers, but unfortunately, his old and frail body simply couldn't manage it.
After trying for a while, Old Sun stopped his efforts with a look of dejection.
"Mr. Qin, I can't do it..."
"Old Sun, do you think I'm joking with you? Do you think I have that much free time?" Qin Yu narrowed his eyes.
Old Sun shivered and hung his head.
Qin Yu shook his head gently, having given Old Sun his chance, but he lacked the courage, and that was no one's fault but his own.
Qin Yu didn't continue to trouble Old Sun, instead, he looked emotionlessly toward Chu Yunhai, "Where is my Xin'er?"
"In the Embroidery Room."
"Grandpa Yang, please watch these people for me; I'm going to bring Xin'er out."
"Alright," Heavenly Secret Elder nodded his head.
Qin Yu casually selected a disciple of Shanyang Sect to lead him to the Embroidery Building.
