On another side, on top of the battlefield.
"I have no idea what you’re scheming," Seven’s voice echoed. "Nor do I care. It doesn’t matter what you want to do—as long as I chop you into two halves, everything will be fine!"
"Brother Seven, you’re as decisive as always," Young Master Hai said with a smile. "If you think you can kill me, come here and try it! No need to stand on ceremony. With the help of the Moon Saber Sect’s great defensive formation, I can surpass my limits and fight against you. We’ll be able to fight once again, aren’t you happy?"
"Fight with you?" Seven’s cold voice echoed again. "Do you really think I’ll be happy to fight with you? Today, I have no interest in comparing notes."
He had always been fond of comparing notes with others. Therefore, he was known as a battle maniac inside the ‘Nine Provinces Number One Group’. But today, he only wanted to kill.
