I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

Ye Chongren was shocked, but his expression remained calm. He was just slightly stunned, then asked, "How do you resolve this? We still have a grudge for killing our son."

Jiang Qisha's lips curled up slightly, revealing a confident and slightly mysterious smile. As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, bent his five fingers, and in his palm, a very unique black strange power slowly blossomed like a strange black lotus.

As soon as this force appeared, the sky above seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand. The wind and clouds changed, and the dark clouds seemed to be pulled and gathered by an invisible giant hand, layer upon layer, oppressing people to the point of suffocation. Ye Chongren felt as if his chest was pressed down by a huge rock, and breathing became a little difficult.

"This is..." Ye Chongren widened his eyes, his pupils contracted rapidly, and his eyes were full of shock and horror.

The next moment, Jiang Qisha waved his hand violently, and the strange black force shot out like a black meteor that had broken free from its reins, rushing towards a towering mountain.

The moment it approached the mountain, relying solely on its terrifying suppressing force, it was like an invisible giant axe falling from the sky, chopping down fiercely, causing the mountain to collapse in an instant.

Huge rocks rolled down, smoke and dust filled the air, but the power did not stop. It continued to fly farther with endless power. Wherever it passed, it was like plowing the land, leaving a deep gully on the ground.

"Is the power of the people in the core area really so terrifying?" Ye Chongren was so scared that his face turned pale, he was terrified, and his voice trembled a little.

"How is it?" Jiang Qisha raised the corner of his mouth slightly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, with a bit of teasing and confidence in controlling the overall situation, he looked at Ye Chongren and said.

Ye Chongren was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and clapped his hands mechanically: "You are really amazing, it seems that you can definitely meet my requirements."

"You say." Jiang Qisha crossed his arms and looked at Ye Chongren quietly, as if waiting for an interesting farce to begin.

Ye Chongren's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand and pointed at Wu Duming, and coldly spat out two words: "Kill him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Duoming's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, like an enraged venomous snake. He stared at Ye Chongren intently, gritting his teeth and growling, "Boy...you're looking for death!"

Just as he was about to explode, Ye Daozhi was quick to react and grabbed him again, his eyes full of anxiety and warning, signaling him to calm down.

The smile on Jiang Qisha's face vanished instantly, as if covered by a layer of frost, his eyes gleaming with displeasure. While he didn't care too much about the lives of these people, Wu Duoming was still one of his men. As the saying goes, you have to look at the owner before you beat the dog. He personally intervened, using threats and bribes, and spent so much time and effort to get Ye Chongren to submit to him. He hadn't expected Ye Chongren to be so disrespectful and demand that he kill his own men right away.

"Do you think... I must force you to surrender? Or do you think I can't kill you?" Jiang Qisha's eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if materialized black flames were burning in his eyes. The moment the words fell, his whole body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of black mist. The strong sense of oppression was like a surging wave, rushing towards him, making everyone around him couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hey, hey, hey... don't worry, everything can be discussed!" Seeing this, Ye Chongren waved his hands hurriedly, waving his hands in the air in panic.

But at this moment, the spiritual power in his body was like a rushing river, running and condensing madly, ready to seize the opportunity, use his skills, and escape from this dangerous place.

The woman in the red dress snorted coldly, as if she disdained Ye Chongren's show of weakness. She took a step forward with her long, straight legs. Her posture was like that of a female warrior about to go to war, and she exuded a cold aura: "Negotiate? I've already given you a chance, but you're useless. Then die!"