"What, you can't afford to lose with a lineup like this?" Li Qiye's gaze swept over the many Princes and Ancient Saints from the Tiger Roar Sect and Nu Xian Sacred Country. He spoke with nonchalant ease, "If you can't even stomach a loss like this, then you shouldn't have come out to play in the first place."
Li Qiye spoke lightly, but the expressions of those from the Tiger Roar Sect and Nu Xian Sacred Country were as dark as could be. The Princes and Ancient Saints who had surrounded him couldn't help but hesitate, wary of harming the hostages.
For the Tiger Roar Sect and Nu Xian Sacred Country, raising a successor was no easy matter. The two lineages had poured an immeasurable amount of effort and resources into Ba Xia and Hu Yue. Furthermore, their statuses within their respective sects were extraordinary. No matter what, they had to be rescued today.
