Duan Ling Tian felt regret.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have saved 800,000 silver…
But now, for the sake of 800,000 silver, even his life was going to be lost.
Little Fei, Ke Er…
“We haven’t even done it yet, I don’t want to die!”
“Duan Ling Tian, looks like even the heavens want you dead. You didn’t even do your homework, and you wanted to use an offensive inscription to kill me? My defensive inscription, Crystal Wall Inscription, was granted to me by the former Li Clan Patriarch years ago. Who among the older generation of the Li Clan doesn’t know of this?”
Li Tai stepped forward. Every step he took seemed like an approaching death warrant to Duan Ling Tian.
Duan Ling TIan lifted up his sword once again and stood ramrod straight, staying completely silent as he awaited Li Tai’s arrival.
Even though he wasn’t a match, he would still put up a fight!
Death, even death needed to be a heroic death!
