"Good! You said it yourself; the men from The Night Traveler's Bureau can bear witness. When the time comes, you'd better not make a scene, throw a tantrum, and deny your words!"
Li Ping'an finally received Xie Wenren's promise. Since it was a personal vendetta between him and Xie Wenren, not involving other messy affairs, he could now give full play to his abilities!
Watching Li Ping'an casually step into the designated area for their duel, the onlookers nearby, after hearing the ruffians and idle followers' opinions about Li Ping'an, sighed deeply:
"Has this young man really gone mad? Why would he deliberately provoke a Taoist Cultivator? Could he possibly have nine lives? Or has he lived enough?"
"What else can be said? In Chang'an, when Taoist Cultivators kill ordinary people, the Official Residence doesn't intervene! He's practically seeking his own death!"
