Great Horn Exo Society!

Ten seconds.

Fengyu Ming was struggling like a fish on the chopping block. His fractured bones protruded out of his skin, soaking his body in blood, unbearable to look at.

He cried desperately at the top of his voice, "No! You can't kill me! I can give you whatever you want! Everything you want!"

Nine seconds. Eight seconds.

"I know the coordinates of several treasuries. I have discovered the residences of ancient Cultivators on two planets. I also know three top confidential smuggling routes. I can tell you all of them, as long as you set me free!"

Seven seconds, six seconds.

"Who are you? Who are you exactly? There is no grudge between us. Why do you have to kill me? Why?"

Five seconds. Four seconds. Three seconds.

"Just for those ninety ordinary people? You are crazy. You are a rabid dog, too! My father won't let go of you. Storm Prison won't let you get away with this! All the gangs on Spider Den will not let go of you!"