"Please, sir, spare our lives," they pleaded.
These so-called assassins, facing the brink of death, had their wills completely shattered.
But even that was not enough. With a mere thought from Tang Feng, one of the assassins rose in terror and screamed as he threw himself into the Flame.
Whoosh!
A burst of flame bloomed, and in an instant, the man turned to ashes.
This scene terrified the remaining assassins. They had not feared death before because they had never truly encountered a deadly situation. Now, experiencing it firsthand and seeing their comrades one by one leap into the Flame Pond and turn to ash, they truly began to fear.
"Lord, please spare our remnants. We are willing to submit to you and lick the dust at your feet."
"We are willing to serve you."
The fewer than ten left could only look up in awe, their whole bodies trembling. Then, a sudden pain in their heads, followed by an even greater reverence and complete submission permeating their wills.
