The Yun Sect's Sword Saint Luo Shisan had never been mocked like this before. He said, "A grand disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion won't strike a man when he's down?"
Yu Shangrong shook his head and said, "You've misunderstood me, sir…"
"Oh?"
"You're currently very weak… Boringly so. So I'll kill you, but, in one month's time," Yu Shangrong said.
"…" Luo Shisan regarded Yu Shangrong with a complicated gaze. 'What's he playing at? What a peculiar way of thinking for a villain.' He said, "Everyone in the world says that the Evil Sky Pavilion's villains kill without batting an eyelid so it's true… This means that I have another month to live?"
Yu Shangrong said in a gentle tone, "In my hometown, there's a plant called lavender. It's very short-lived. It grows in the morning and withers by nightfall… You're much luckier than the lavender."
"You…" Luo Shishan was, naturally, annoyed when he heard this, but he did not dare to show it.
