"How much confidence must you have to try and persuade me with an insignificant tape."
Yang Jian looked at this Paul, feeling that the foreigner's idea was somewhat naive, perhaps not understanding what it means to eradicate thoroughly and mercilessly.
Once he had chosen to take action, he wouldn't stop halfway, not even the largest benefit placed in front of him could shake his determination.
Unless this Paul had the qualifications for a fight to the death, this was his only chance to resolve the current crisis.
But Yang Jian couldn't feel any uncontrollable supernatural occurrence from the tape.
Paul remained silent, just looking at the broken tape, listening to that rustling sound, seemingly confident that it could move Yang Jian.
"Since you want to play, then I'll entertain you." Yang Jian carried the Ghost Candle with him, giving him the confidence to go along with Paul's game.
