Li Xiaobai raised the longsword in his hand high above his head, like a fierce tiger that had just woken from a feigned sleep, his face revealing a ferocious mien.
Young Master Zhang was scared out of his wits; he had always been the one to casually slaughter his opponents on stage, never encountering such a situation before, never imagining that one day he would be the one to be killed!
No, to be accurate, he had never imagined that within this region, there would actually be cultivators daring to kill him!
"No, no, no, senior, I am the eldest son of the Zhang Family. As long as you're willing to let me go, I'll comply with whatever you want. My father is the Family Head, he will definitely meet your demands!"
"I realize my mistakes, junior. From now on, I will certainly turn over a new leaf. I just ask that senior gives me a chance to rectify my mistakes!"