The old drunkard was a little surprised. He stared at Ji Yu and touched his chin, frowning slightly.

Zhu Wudao put his long saber on Ji Yu's neck while staring at Lin Tian and said seriously, "Lin Tian, let's call it a day. I'll return her to you and we wipe the slate clean. What do you think? If you agree, I'll let her go now. If you don't agree, I'm afraid she will be harmed."

Zhu Wudao was not a fool. He wouldn't want to kill Lin Tian now. After all, the Old ...