"How about it? Do you surrender?"
Su Chen asked coldly.
"I surrender!"
Mo Wei, lying on the ground, spat out in utter humiliation.
At this moment, the sword was still on his neck. What else could he do but surrender?
Seeing him surrender, Su Chen sheathed his sword. Mo Wei also struggled to stand up, feeling his blood Qi surging, extremely uncomfortable!
Actually, Su Chen had shown mercy with the sword just now; after all, this was Lingyue Palace. Truly killing Mo Wei would undoubtedly bring great trouble to Lingyue Palace.
If it had been somewhere else, Su Chen definitely wouldn't have spared him.
"Keep away from my woman in the future, or next time it won't be just a slight injury!"
Su Chen warned, hoping to draw the hatred more towards himself.
"You have my word!"
Mo Wei snorted coldly.
Ling Yao felt incredibly embarrassed when she heard him say "my woman".
"Young Master, let's go!"
