He assumed the correct stance, his energy sinking into his waist, right hand grasping the hilt of the samurai sword, his entire being radiated with murderous intent.
"That strike just now, if I were not somewhat special, I probably would already be dead. So, I am certain that you truly intend to kill me."
Tang Xian's hands began to subtly sway.
"I never planned to let you go, but if you were sincere in your attitudes and took a round of Anai reagent injections, I could have let you live and leave."
Tang Xian said earnestly:
"Now, I have changed my mind. We have an old saying, 'an eye for an eye.' You want to kill me, so it's only fair and reasonable that I kill you, right?"
The movement of his hands increased in amplitude.
Tang Xian's limbs exhibited a bizarre type of flexibility and twisting.
