As these words were spoken,
Zhao Qi's expression gradually grew cold.
After a few moments of silence,
he shook his head slightly, "Since you wish to seek your own demise, I will not stop you. Today, I have been completely honest and sincere with you. After today, Brother Jiang, if you have regrets, there will be no more chances."
"You should know that I am the only direct son of two true immortals."
"I, Zhao Qi, am also a man who values face!!!"
Jiang Yuan said, "I have made up my mind!"
"Fine!" Zhao Qi's face turned completely cold, "Not long from now, when Brother Jiang reaches a dead end, I will be there to witness."
"At that moment, if you kneel and acknowledge me as your master, I might save you once more."
The sound of his voice faded away.
Zhao Qi waved his hand, and the sealed time and space around them instantly dissipated.
"Leave!"
