While Long Chen answered Xun, the Qiandi Princess brought out her sword from her storage ring.
"You shouldn't be distracted when you're about to die," the Qiandi Princess let out as she gripped her sword firmly.
"I'm about to die? Not in your hands, at least. I'll not even allow death to kill me without my permission," Long Chen answered softly.
He didn't know what weight his words held and if the future was going to allow him to keep his words. He didn't even know if he could even keep them, but he wasn't going to let his confidence drop because he didn't have faith in himself. Faith was the last thing he was ever going to lack. He was confident that this girl wasn't going to defeat him, at least.
"Bring out your sword. I don't want the world to say that I bullied an empty-handed man with my sword," The girl told Long Chen.
