M: Violence, Murder, Blood, Graphic details, etc.
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"Give me Song Luli in exchange for this girl," Xun Yaozu said coldly.
Su Xiang spat at his feet, and Xun Yaozu slapped her across the face, and she whimpered by the pain.
Xun Zichen flinched while gritting his teeth.
"I have a better idea," Xun Zichen said. "How about we duel? If you win, well, I will die, and you will get what you want. But if I win, I get the Flock, and I will take back my future wife."
Su Xiang widened her eyes, not believing the words he just said.
Xun Yaozu lips curved upwards wickedly, almost as if he was going to laugh. He then handed the chains over to one of the other members of the Flock, who pulled Su Xiang back.
"Very well then," Xun Yaozu said, accepting the challenge. He then turned around to take a sword from a man that held it out from him. In the crowd, Xun Zichen caught a glance at Han Ru. He grounded his teeth.
