C81 The Miserable Purple Clouds

"Uh, Grandmaster, no, no, I have absolutely no objections," the man quickly changed his tune, raising his voice, "Yuwen Tian, you're done for. Now that the Sect Master has arrived, if you kneel and beg for mercy, he might just spare your life."

"Kneel? To hell with kneeling!" Yuwen Tian's gaze was piercing, like a sword thrusting into the very soul