The Ming Daoist was in such pain at the moment that he wanted to die, and any thoughts of stealing the Spirit Rhinoceros Wood Tablet had long vanished. He immediately began shaking his head repeatedly.
"If I cripple one of your hands, will you admit defeat wholeheartedly?" Ye Fei asked again.
"I admit defeat! I wholeheartedly admit defeat! Please, great master, let me go!" the Ming Daoist begged, tears streaming down his old face.
Once known for his cruel and vicious reputation, the Ming Daoist was now crushed to the point of sobbing by Ye Fei.
Seeing the Ming Daoist like this, Ye Fei finally loosened his grip slowly and turned his gaze toward the black-robed martial artist and the plump man.
The two shuddered violently at the sight and dared not utter a single word.
They knew they were only on par with the Ming Daoist. Since Ye Fei could suppress the Ming Daoist so easily, they were certainly no match for him either.
For a moment, the entire room fell into an eerie silence.
