Ling Long, walking toward the life and death stage, noticed his gaze turned and glanced at Lin Lee. Seeing he was looking at her, instantly her expression became more cold. She turned her head away, passed by him, and walked toward the stage calmly.
Lin Lee glanced at her back speechlessly, then shook his head and ignored her temper; he was just interested in her duel right now.
"My offer is still valid; if you become my follower, then I will spare your life," Zhou Li said playfully, looking at her up and down.
'Ohh, Spare? Which means the life-and-death dual depends on the winner; if the winner wants, he can spare the loser's life; the rules are quite loose,' Lin Lee thought to himself, intriguingly looking at the stage.
"Be prepared; I won't show mercy." Ling Long replied coldly without caring about his nonsense.
