"Are you from Uptown?"

Li Tiandao also lowered his head and looked at Mie Sheng's back which was full of swords, but he didn't say anything.

"So... there really is someone in Upper City who's even more powerful than me..."

"I really don't want to admit it, Xia Qing... actually guessed it right..."

Mie Sheng's figure is becoming blurred little by little.

His mouth was moving, but no sound came out.

Finally, his figure disappeared along with the swords stuck in his body.

Li Tiandao slowly landed on the ground.

He showed no emotion at Miesheng's disappearance.

At this moment, he was as calm as the surface of a still lake.

He turned his head and looked at Ning Fan.

"Is that enough?"

His voice was gentle, completely different from his previous impatience.

"I can retain some of your consciousness."

"I can also be kind to your family."

"I can even accomplish what you want done."

Li Tiandao "walked" towards Ning Fan.

His feet did not move.

"I'm tired of this intrigue."

"You should be able to tell that no matter what you do, it's all in vain."

"Ning Fan, you are very smart."

"I also hope that your next decision will be a wise one."

"I will give my utmost sincerity."

"And you..."

Li Tiandao stretched out his hand towards Ning Fan, as if a god had descended upon his people.

"Just give me your body."