"Ye Fan... you... Elder Qi..."
The No. 2 Soul Hall Envoy stared at Ye Fan in shock, hoping to glean some information from his expression.
But after observing Ye Fan for a long time, the envoy could discern nothing. With a face full of anticipation, he began scanning his surroundings.
Ye Fan let out a cold snort. "Stop looking! Elder Qi probably doesn't have time to come help you anymore... You have two choices now: either surrender obediently, and I might spare your lives, or resist—and I'll have no choice but to kill you all!"
Ye Fan spoke with extreme calmness, and there was hardly any fluctuation in telekinesis on him. Yet, the seven Soul Hall envoys felt their hair stand on end in an instant.
Because they knew Ye Fan truly had the power to back his words.
Based on prior intelligence, Sin City still hadn't opened its gates, indicating some kind of major upheaval inside. By previous patterns, Ye Fan shouldn't have been able to leave Sin City alone.
But now, Ye Fan was here!
