"You—you dare kill me?!" Sun Tianlin roared, his face twisted in anger and fear. "I'm a Core Elder of the Purple Crest Immortal Sect! One of the strongest sects on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star! If you kill me, they'll never let you go. Don't think just because you're a Middle-stage Nirvana Peering realm cultivator you can act all high and mighty. You're nothing on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star!"
His words were loud, fierce even, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the panic hidden underneath. His eyes darted around wildly, searching for any way out.
"Alright, alright, stop yelling," Jiang Chen said, stepping out from thin air with a lazy smile. "Cut through all that noise. You just want to live, don't you?"
"You—" Sun Tianlin's mouth hung open. His face twitched as embarrassment flashed across it. But he forced himself to stay calm. "Who doesn't want to live? Just say it. What do you want?"
