Xiang Yu, seeing his brothers had also stopped, took a step back and looked at Qin Liang, "What did you just say?"
"You think you can fight, then let's have a fair fight. If I lose, I'll leave right now; if you lose, you'll never come back here," Qin Liang said.
Qin Liang was no fool. Considering the situation today, if the fight continued, his brothers might not hold up. He hadn't expected Xiang Yu and his crew to be so strong in battle.
"I can fight you, but if you lose, you leave your life behind. If I lose, of course, that's not possible," Xiang Yu suddenly chuckled.
Qin Liang now realized just how shameless Xiang Yu was—he was a scoundrel, and Qin Liang couldn't understand how such a person could be a leader.
"That's not fair. If I lose, everything here is yours. If you lose, you leave one arm behind and never return to this city," Qin Liang slightly altered the rules.
"Let's get on with it," Xiang Yu didn't want to waste any more time and then darted towards him.
