Bab 37: Crazy Witch —3

Xian Tian's eyes gleamed with wicked amusement as he savored the sight of the mighty woman reduced to pleading before him.

He slowly approached the buxom woman, each step radiating an aura of supreme confidence and dominance.

"Mercy? You are hardly in a position to make such demands," His voice carried a hint of dark mirth as he closed the distance between them. 

"I must say, I'm quite impressed by the power of your little domain. It's no easy feat to subdue such formidable cultivators,"

Xian Tian praised her, but mercy?

That's impossible, imagine hurting Lady Xing and Lady Yun and asking for mercy, it is equivalent to killing John Wick's dog and begging for forgiveness.

Reaching out, he grasped her chin, tilting her face upwards to meet his intense gaze.