"Have you been wanting to die for a long time?" Ye Li spoke slowly.
Hearing this, Chen Qi was almost scared to death.
For him, picking the Purgatory Fruits was already a near-death experience. He had barely escaped death, but he never imagined it would turn out like this.
"I-I-I… I don't want to die. I beg you to spare me. Just treat me like a fart and let me go, boohoo~"
Chen Qi cried sorrowfully, his pants already wet from fear.
As the saying went, tears don't fall from a hero's eyes until he reaches a point of sadness.
"Since you don't want to die, then get up," Ye Li said calmly.
Chen Qi felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly got up from the ground.
"Senior, what are your orders? I'm willing to go to the blade mountain or the oil pan without complaint." Chen Qi looked at Ye Li cautiously, afraid of provoking his anger.