"Let you go?"
Upon hearing Wen Shaoli's words, Mo Qingyun smiled teasingly and asked him, "Do you think that's possible?"
"Kid, don't go overboard!"
Upon hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Shaoli's expression immediately darkened. He said angrily, "I didn't play with that beauty. Besides, you even f * cking injured me. What else do you want?"
At that moment, Wen Shaoli was about to go crazy. He was a scholar who had encountered a soldier. He couldn't even reason with him.
Mo Qingyun ignored Wen Shaoli's feelings. Instead, he said coldly, "I'll give you two choices now. One is to submit to me and work for me wholeheartedly in the future. The other choice is to die!"
"You …"
Sensing Mo Qingyun's killing intent, Wen Shaoli's expression twitched as he swallowed the second half of his sentence.
However, at that moment, Wen Shaoli shut his mouth and didn't dare fart.
"Humph! Kid, do you think our Young Master Wen can be scared? Do you think you can intimidate Young Master Wen with just a few words? "
The enchanting woman by the side revealed a look of disdain. She glanced at Mo Qingyun in disdain and said, "Let me tell you, if you want Young Master Wen to submit to you, dream on."
As soon as the enchanting woman finished speaking, she turned her head and gave Wen Shaoli a coquettish look, as though she was seeking praise for her boot-licking.
After giving Wen Shaoli a coquettish look, the enchanting woman revealed a cold and arrogant expression. She looked at Mo Qingyun and said, "Kid, if you know what's good for you, immediately release our Young Master Wen. Otherwise, after Young Master Wen escapes, he will definitely lead his men to kill your entire family and exterminate your entire lineage. He will sell the woman beside you to the Red Chamber …"
"Kill my entire family and my nine generations …?"
Hearing her words, Mo Qingyun's face instantly turned gloomy. Killing intent surged in his eyes as he coldly said, "I, Mo Qingyun, hate people the most. They use the people around me to threaten me. So, go to hell."
His gaze was like a blade!
As soon as Mo Qingyun finished speaking, light flashed in his right eye and a blade light burst forth.
Puchi!
Under the onslaught of the saber light, this enchanting woman immediately perished. She was killed by the saber light.
"Lian 'er!"
Seeing that the enchanting woman was killed, Wen Shaoli's body trembled. His expression became frightened, and his pants became wet.
Then, he looked at Mo Qingyun with eyes filled with fear.
From the way Mo Qingyun had killed the enchanting woman, it could be seen that Mo Qingyun was definitely not a soft-hearted person.
Now, it seemed that if not for the fact that he still had some use in Mo Qingyun's eyes, Mo Qingyun would have killed him without hesitation.
Thinking of this, Wen Shaoli's back and forehead broke out in cold sweat. A lingering fear rose in his heart.
Seeing the fear on Wen Shaoli's face, Mo Qingyun knew that this move of killing the chicken to warn the monkey had worked.
Immediately, Mo Qingyun no longer hesitated. Striking while the iron was hot, he said, "I'll give you three breaths to consider. If you don't want to end up like her, then obediently work for me."
Three.
Two.
One.
"Time's up!"
Mo Qingyun's face was cold. His eyes flickered with cold light as he turned his head to look at Wen Shaoli and said, "Speak. Have you thought it through?"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Shaoli's body trembled. His face was filled with fear as he said in a panic, "I … I'll submit to you. I'll be your dog slave. Please … please don't kill me."
At this moment, Wen Shaoli was truly afraid.
He was certain that if he dared to say no, what awaited him would be a merciless and cold gaze.
Seeing Wen Shaoli's actions, Mo Qingyun revealed a satisfied smile and said, "Now let go of all resistance and let me plant a soul imprint in your soul."
"Plant a soul imprint!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Shaoli's expression immediately changed. Some reluctance flashed across his eyes.
However, when he saw the cold light in Mo Qingyun's eyes, he immediately compromised and said in a panic, "I … I'll open up my soul now and let you plant a soul imprint in it."
Seeing Wen Shaoli open up his soul, Mo Qingyun no longer hesitated and immediately planted a soul imprint in his soul.
"Wen Shaoli greets the Young Lord!"
With a soul imprint planted in his soul by Mo Qingyun, Wen Shaoli revealed a respectful expression and knelt down to pay his respects to Mo Qingyun.
"Rise!"
Seeing Wen Shaoli's actions, Mo Qingyun waved his hand and said coldly, "Tell me about your Wen Clan."
"Yes!"
Wen Zhaoli nodded and revealed a solemn expression as he explained, "Our Wen Clan is ranked fifth among the eight great clans of Ice Glaze City. Currently, our Wen Clan has a total of three Sixth Level Heavenly Dipper Ancestors and dozens of Fifth Level Heavenly Dipper Ancestors …"
Next, Wen Shaoli told Mo Qingyun everything he knew about the Wen Clan.
"The Wen Clan actually has three Heaven Star Border Stage Six Old Ancestors and dozens of Heaven Star Border Stage Five Great Ancestors. Moreover, they're only ranked fifth among the Eight Great Clans!"
After hearing this, Mo Qingyun's expression froze. He now had a clearer understanding of the Eight Great Clans' strength.
After a short moment of surprise, Mo Qingyun's expression turned solemn and he asked Wen Shaoli, "With your status in the Wen Clan, who is the person with the highest status that you can come in contact with?"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Shaoli's expression turned gloomy and he said listlessly, "Replying Master, with my status in the Wen Clan, I can only come in contact with some of the Wen Clan's juniors and some Pill Palace Stage stewards."
"You can only come in contact with the juniors and Pill Palace Stage stewards?"
Wen Shaoli's answer surprised Mo Qingyun and he asked in confusion, "Didn't you say that your Granduncle is the Wen Clan's Patriarch? Why can you only come in contact with these people? "
"This … this …"
Hearing this, Wen Shaoli's expression immediately turned awkward and he laughed awkwardly, "Although the Patriarch is my Granduncle, I'm just a good-for-nothing young master. Normally, I can only use his name to spread rumors and deceive people outside. Otherwise, why wouldn't I have a single guard by my side?"
Hearing Wen Shaoli's words, Mo Qingyun felt a wave of helplessness. He knew that Wen Shaoli wasn't lying.
It turned out that the person that he had subdued after all this time was just a useless piece of trash.
With such an outcome, Mo Qingyun felt a wave of speechlessness and disappointment in his heart.
After a short moment of depression and speechlessness, Mo Qingyun's expression turned gloomy and the gaze that he used to look at Wen Shaoli became colder.
Since Wen Shaoli was useless to him, he might as well get rid of both of them.
Sensing Mo Qingyun's killing intent, Wen Shaoli's expression immediately twitched. He understood Mo Qingyun's thoughts.
Mo Qingyun wanted to kill him!
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