Crossing River Dragon's scalp tingled, he gritted his teeth and said:
"If I don't deliver, it's uncertain whether I'll die, but if I do, my death is guaranteed."
Mo Hua said coldly, "If you don't deliver, your death is certain too... Anyway, you're useless to me now. I could just tie you up, pierce a few blood holes in you, and throw you into the Mistwater River to feed the water demons."
"If you go and deliver the pills, at least you won't die right now."
Crossing River Dragon felt a chill in his heart.
He knew that this seemingly kind young master with a cruel heart was no joke.
This cruel and merciless young master, when he said he would kill him, he certainly wouldn't go soft on him.
After much internal struggle, Crossing River Dragon finally said:
"Fine, I'll deliver! But I..."
