C420 Absorption of Martial Spirit

Misty City, above the inner city.

Zhan Tianming's face was gloomy and cold, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Staring at the one-eyed Lu Liang and the brawny Zhang He, Zhan Tianming showed no signs of fear. Instead, he said in a deep voice, "Which one of you is the Fourth Mayor? Hand over the person you captured. Otherwise, die."

Zhan Tianming had emphasized the word 'die'