Geng Ken's heartstrings trembled without reason when he saw Huang Xiaolong look his way.
"Submit to me, or die," Huang Xiaolong said slowly.
Geng Ken's expression changed as he thought about Huang Xiaolong's decisive killings of the two Sky Witch Sect elders earlier. If he shook his head and said no, Huang Xiaolong would not hesitate to kill him!
To kill!
Just the thought of death spread terror within his heart.
Over the years, the number of people who died by his hand was no less than tens of thousands!
Sometimes, as he watched his enemies struggle and hear their painful moans in front of him, a sense of pleasure arose within him. But now, facing his own death, fear unexpectedly took hold.
Seeing the changing expressions on Geng Ken's face, Huang Xiaolong remained silent, waiting for his decision.
Generally speaking, people like Geng Ken, who were deeply engrossed in power and had ambition, feared death more than others.