Lü Qiying had fabricated many excuses to defend himself with, but upon seeing the Dragon King, he didn't dare state any of them. Once again, he felt the anguish that he had suffered when he lost his finger many years ago, and it was even more intense this time.

Back then, the Dragon King had merely been a killer of Golden Roc Castle, someone who had just killed his mentor and become an independent killer. He had come to Tavernkeeper Lü's house to claim Tie Hanfeng's savings. The moment a minor disagreement arose, he had whipped out his saber and cut off one of Tavernkeeper Lü's fingers.

Because of this memory, Lü Qiying had given up all thought of kneeling down to plead for his life. He remained sitting on the chair, and he put on a stiff expression to dissemble the fear inside of him.

By comparison, Xiao Fengchai was the real composed one, as she had been sipping at her tea quietly from the very beginning. Occasionally, she would even stretch out her hands to tidy her headwear and