Though Jared looked like a mere Level Five Wandering Immortal, the force he had just unleashed clearly belonged to the Earthly Immortal Realm.
Jared stepped up to the man and gazed down from a loftier height, studying the once-invincible Top Level Wandering Immortal Realm cultivator who now groveled like a homeless cur begging for his life.
Not a ripple stirred in Jared's eyes. "An apology?"
Jared crouched, hooked a finger beneath Saleto‘s chin, and murmured with faint mockery, "If an apology could settle everything, why would anyone need power?"
Saleto's entire body trembled, his face was as white as parchment. He knew he was unlikely to leave this place alive.
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