'This kid… is truly terrifying!' Zhao Wenzhao thought, a bitter smile on his face. 'Not only is his strength astonishing, enough to clash with experts from the sects, but his schemes are also brilliant. He doesn't look like a young man in his twenties at all. Even an old fox in his fifties or sixties… probably wouldn't be a match for him. Thankfully, I didn't make the wrong choice. Otherwise, would my fate have been any better than Wei Feng's down there?'
The same thought occurred to Sun Yunpeng, who was standing beside them. He was a bit more composed, however, and glanced at Xu Ji with a hint of envy. 'If my East Sea had even half of Xu Luo's skill,' he thought, 'I could finally rest easy!'
"Master Xu Luo... No, Master Luo... My lord, my ancestor... I'm begging you, let them go... They're all innocent... Please, let them go... I'll agree to any condition you name!"
