"Whether it's a secret or not, I don't care," Feng Yi shakes his head, "You should go."
"Do you think that's possible in my current state? If you have any doubts, just kill me now. Then go kill those two." Bruce's shocking words and the incomprehensible insanity in his eyes suggested he would rather drag the Sword Dragon duo down with him than let the bastards who sentenced him to death escape.
"I'm not interested in your proposal. Here, take this." Feng Yi casually tosses Bruce a health pill. The potion, while not exactly expensive, can quickly restore physical functions. "Given your abilities, escaping this damn planet should be no problem."
