"Impossible, impossible! You must be coveting that seat too. You must have been coveting that seat too!"
Duanmu Ge was unwilling to believe what Duanmu Heng said, because if that was true, wouldn't his disguise and schemes for so many years become a joke?
Duanmu Heng picked up the spiritual sword on the ground and walked towards Duanmu Ge step by step. "At this point, it's up to you to believe me or not."
"What… What are you doing?"
Looking at the spiritual sword on his neck, Duanmu Ge's pupils suddenly constricted. "You can't kill me. You can't kill me! My men are still outside. If they know that you killed me, they'll immediately activate another communication jade pendant. At that time, your mother won't be able to survive either!"
Duanmu Heng stopped abruptly, the hatred in his heart almost overflowing.
Duanmu Heng's fear made Duanmu Ge regain his victorious attitude again.
