Loose Cultivators had their pride, and the Two Jiaos of Mt. Huai certainly had their share, but in the face of life and death, they had to submit.
Besides, Pill King Zhen had given them a dignified way out, not to be enslaved or become servants, but to be guest venerated elders. What more could they want?
If they still didn't surrender, it would simply be foolish.
"Pill King Zhen, my brother and I are willing to submit," the Two Jiaos of Mt. Huai bowed their heads in allegiance.
"Is that your true intention?" Jiang Chen's face showed no sign of excitement, "Young master will repeat once more, the choice is in your hands. Once a decision is made, you must take responsibility for it. Fickleness and duplicity will absolutely not be tolerated in Sacred Peafowl Mountain."
The Two Jiaos of Mt. Huai were smart enough to realize that Pill King Zhen was forcing them to declare their stance.