"You will lose your head for real if you keep on testing my patience." Jin Rou coldly said, "Visraul, where is the little girl?"
Visraul. Perhaps it wouldn't make a sound in this age. But those who happened to witness his greatness in the past would surely prostate on their knees with respect. He was treated like a god by a certain powerful tribe. He was a candidate to become a heavenly deity but he found it annoying so he decided to travel the worlds to experience everything.
In terms of power level, he was still weak compared to Han Li. But in terms of sword emperors and eternals, even a hundred sword emperors and ten sword eternals wouldn't be enough to kill him.
"You mean your daughter?" Visraul found this funny, "You keep on calling her little girl. Isn't she you daughter?"
Jin Rou moved the thin blade towards his neck and it bled a little, "This is my final warning. Just answer my question. Where is she?"