"Fight poison with poison?"
Li Changhe's words slightly shifted the expression on Ghost Hand's face.
He turned back to look at Li Changhe and said with a complex expression, "Brother Li Ba, don't joke around. Since none of you can do it, let me be the villain."
He thought that was just Li Changhe's choice of words.
After all, given the current state of Sword in Wine, if they wanted him to survive,
perhaps the only way truly was to cripple him.
In this way, even if his body were out of control, he would no longer cause harm to others.
At that point, they simply needed to find a safe place to confine him, to avoid any further impact.
But... for Sword in Wine, an Earth Level Extraordinary, this fate would be more agonizing than death.
Ghost Hand believed that rather than allowing him to live in unbearable pain,
or to watch himself uncontrollably attack friends and disciples,
it would be better... to send him off.
