Luo Jiujiang felt that Luo Cang's inexplicable retreat was a sickening situation, and he didn't think there was anything good about it. However, Luo Cang on the other side seemed to have not yet fully recovered from his hysteria and refused to give up easily. He continued, "You didn't hesitate to strike me. You are indeed very brave."

Even though it was a bit inappropriate, Luo Jiujiang still sneered.

God knows what's wrong with Luo Cang. Where does he get the confidence to think he won't be chopped?

Logically speaking, Luo Cang was at least a guest official. And from what Luo Jiujiang knew, his actual status was no lower than that of the elders. Even if Luo Jiujiang was the clan leader's son, attacking him would be considered a case of the younger offending the older, which would always be troublesome. A normal person, mindful of the other person's status, would instinctively hesitate for a moment, and in that moment of hesitation, they could be poked in the forehead by a finger.

But Luo Jiujiang had a natural disdain for rules. Just as he hadn't considered standing properly as punishment just now, he swung the knife that met Luo Cang's finger without hesitation.

Luo Jiujiang didn't say any insulting words, but the subtle provocation and youthful arrogance were hidden in his sneer.

Luo Cang's eyebrows remained motionless, as if he saw nothing. Luo Jiujiang was extremely wary, so he hadn't yet withdrawn his knife. Luo Cang swung his arm, spread his fingers apart, and clamped the pitch-black blade between his index and middle fingers.

He used a lot of strength. Even if Luo Jiujiang used all his strength to pull back the handle of the knife, the blade still did not move.

After repeatedly suppressing Luo Jiujiang's resistance, Luo Cang turned his gaze back to Luo Jiujiang's face. If eyes had temperature, Luo Cang's gaze would definitely carry a chilling chill that would make people's hair stand on end.

"This is a knife that has never been frustrated, and you are a piece of unpolished jade."

Before Luo Jiujiang could react to this comment, Luo Cang said another sentence that made Luo Jiujiang think he had seen a ghost.

"Do you want to learn my sound killing technique? Besides this, I also know a lot of other techniques. If you want to learn, I will teach you."

The tone Luo Cang used when he said this could even be considered gentle by ordinary people's definition.

"Not interested." Luo Jiujiang shuddered at the other person's "gentle" voice. He flatly refused, "If you're so interested in teaching people, you can just go out and sell your skills by the pound. Why come to me?"

"You don't want to." Luo Cang nodded thoughtfully, "Yes, because of your friend's matter, you have a prejudice against me." He thought carefully and came up with a good idea, "I got it, since you don't want to learn from me, I will beat you until you are willing."

Luo Jiujiang: “…” What a bullshit idea!

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A quarter of an hour later, Luo Jiujiang knelt exhausted on the ground. His sweat had soaked through his heavy shirt, and his hands were so damp that they slipped even when gripping the hilt of his sword. Every time he moved, a dark, sweat-soaked mark appeared on the dirt beneath him.

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