When Zhou Hong finished, he signaled Junior Brother Chen with a look, and Junior Brother Chen responded. He walked towards Duan Zheng with his long sword drawn out. Clearly, he was going to cut off Duan Zheng’s hands. 

At the same time, Zhou Hong looked at Huang Xiaolong, Duan Feng, and Long Jianfei. “I gave you the chance to leave, but you chose to stay. Now get on your knees, and kneel here for a day, and we’ll spare you. Remember that even if there is one minute or one second less, all of you will have to kneel here for a year!”

“On top of that, you can’t move even an inch even if someone spits on your face. Remember that well.”

Zhou Hong still spoke with the same granted and inviolable tone. He was so condescending and domineering that it felt as if no one was qualified to question him. 

At the same time, Junior Brother Chen raised...