"Sun Wukong, I'll give you one more chance. Make a blood oath to your inner demons, submit to me, and take me as your lord. From now on, you can enjoy all my resources, and I am willing to pass on all my knowledge to you! If you remain obstinate, today will be the day a prodigy falls!"
Seeing that Sun Wukong took a hit from his sword but was unaffected by the killing intent, and that the wound healed at a visible speed, a hint of admiration flashed again in Minghe's eyes. He extended the olive branch to Sun Wukong for the second time. The sword strike he had just made, not even the Asura Demon King, Sovereign Mara Papiyas, could have withstood. This Sun Wukong deserved another exception from him. There could be a first and a second chance but never a third—this was the last opportunity he was giving to Sun Wukong!
"Sorry, but you're wrong on two counts!" Sun Wukong lifted his head, looked at Minghe, and his lips curled into a strange, cunning smile.
