Pixiu gave a bitter smile, Yang Xiao's words were all true.
Since ancient times, victory has crowned the king, defeat the bandit.
Yang Xiao as the victor and they as the vanquished, there was no reason for the losers to negotiate terms with the victor.
Yang Xiao had always treated them with kindness and a pleasant demeanor, so much so that Pixiu had almost forgotten about Yang Xiao's methods.
It was only now, as Yang Xiao's murderous aura suddenly surged forth, that Pixiu sharply snapped back to reality.
The wisest thing he could do would be to simply answer Yang Xiao's questions, how they would be treated depended entirely on Yang Xiao's mood.
With Yang Xiao's capabilities, he could easily find out about that matter.
Hadn't they seen Xiao Ruoruo standing by Yang Xiao's side, willing to share life and death with him? That woman could easily disclose the person behind the assassination just by mentioning the four words "Ouyang in Beijing".