Zhu Tao wanted a gentleman's fight, an honorable and straightforward battle, so Zhu Tao warned Lin Feng once more about what his move would be like, with only one goal in mind: to experience firsthand just how skilled Lin Feng was. That way, even if he would die, he would die without regret.
"Are you truly prepared to fight to the death?" Lin Feng asked again, finding himself increasingly convinced that Zhu Tao dying for the sake of drug traffickers was tragic and unworthy. To encounter a martial artist like Zhu Tao, so loyal and upright, was rare. It would be such a waste for him to die here; such a person should not just perish at his hand...
