"Do you know who the Hong Jinshuai you killed today is, he was my master," said Xiang Yu with a tinge of sorrow. Now that victory and defeat had been decided, he could fully vent his feelings.
Ba Song was already somewhat petrified, and when Xiang Yu suddenly brought up Hong Jinshuai, he didn't even know who that was.
"I'm sorry, just let me go today, and you can have anything you say. Money, women, I can give you all," Ba Song said in a panic as he looked at Xiang Yu's expression.
When he came here, he was in high spirits, thinking this boxing match was just a game; after it ended, he would take his one million and leave. But he never expected that he would stake his life on this.
By now, the people outside the ring had also seen the result of the match; Ba Song was lying on the ground, having lost the ability to fight.
