Just as he was about to charge out, he was held back by another person who said, "Luo Cheng is already about to die. He only has a short time before his death. Why bother lowering yourself to his level? If you attack, wouldn't you just end up helping Kang Longxiang?"
The person who had been called brother Wu sighed in relief. He didn't want to fight with Luo Cheng. He had just been putting on a bold face.
Now, he could borrow this person's words to withdraw. He gratefully said, "Thank you for the reminder, brother Zhao. Otherwise, I would have ended up helping those idiots from the sect."
He turned and looked icily at Luo Chen. "I'll allow you to live for a few more hours. I'll let you enjoy your time before your miserable death."
"Tch, gutless." Ma Xutao sneered, his eyes containing a trace of disappointment.
"Why aren't they coming over?" asked a confused Li Qi.
"Because they're afraid of death." Ma Xutao shrugged helplessly.
