"Thank you for your cooperation." Taking the two other lords' silence as agreement, Sparrow Lord nodded toward them before turning his attention to Mei Yue'er: "Let's start with you, young lass. Will you yield?"
As he finished speaking, he pressed the scythe harder against his hostage's throat. A little more pressure would be enough to cut it. Yue'er's answer was being demanded with her father held in place, the blade making clear what Sparrow Lord was prepared to do if she refused.
"What are the terms of your soul contract?" Yue'er asked with a frown.
The scythe remained against her father's throat while she waited for an answer. Yielding was not merely a promise to stop fighting in the courtyard. Before she agreed, she needed to hear the obligation Sparrow Lord intended to bind to her soul core.
