Qin Yushen reached out and grabbed Song Yan Ning's hand, taking a step backward, "You can't just listen to one side of the story and conclude it was us, that's not fair to us."
Jiang Donghao laughed coldly, "Whether it was you or not doesn't really matter. By entering here, the outcome is the same—death."
The Hidden Sect had its own rules; once one entered the Hidden Sect, unless they joined, there was only one path left—death. This was the reason why, for many years, no one knew how to enter the Hidden Sect.
Situ Mingyou turned these people over to him for handling, clearly disdainful of them. He likewise held them in contempt, so what use was there in keeping them?
Hearing this, everyone's face changed simultaneously, filled with fear and panic. They had thought that coming to the Hidden Sect was a great opportunity, but it turned out to be a deep abyss of hell.
"Please, let me go. I will definitely be loyal to you in the future."
