"Well, do you admit defeat, or shall we go for another round? I'm not quite satisfied yet."
Not quite...satisfied?
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Death Shadow shivered nervously, and hastened to reply, "I submit, I utterly submit."
Gong Sanhe looked dumbfounded at Death Shadow, unexpectedly yielding so quickly, utter submission no less. Dammit, verbal submission was believable, but utter submission?
Was he taking him for a fool?
Pondering this, Gong Sanhe looked to Yang Zhen. Did he actually believe this?
Clearly, this was just capitulation forced by violence. How could this be considered utter submission?
However, to Gong Sanhe's surprise, Yang Zhen looked quite content, like he... actually believed it?
Were these two idiots or what?
Gong Sanhe could hardly comprehend it.
If he couldn't comprehend it, how could Ding Chun and Wen Yuning? Both of them stared blankly at the bizarre spectacle unfolding before them, a bit dazed and a bit incredulous.
