"Impossible, you're lying to us!"
Some covered their heads with their hands, some rebuked loudly, and some still looked at Chen Yuan with hatred, wanting to make a move against him.
"Brilliant, brilliant."
Chen Yuan chuckled lightly and said to Zhao Deren:
"Such deep brotherly love, not bad. Unfortunately, I have little interest in seeing more. Kill them."
Zhao Deren looked up at Chen Yuan and quickly said:
"Then... can your Excellency spare my life?"
"Of course..."
Chen Yuan smiled.
Hearing this, Zhao Deren was overjoyed and exclaimed loudly:
"Thank you, your Excellency, for your mercy!"
After that, he leaped up from the ground, and with a single beckoning of his hand, the long sword that had fallen to the ground was instantly sucked into his grasp. Pointing the sword at his former fellow disciples, he said softly:
"Your Excellency's cultivation is peerless. You can seek revenge in your next life."
"Kill this disloyal and unfilial scoundrel."
