"Of course, if I only hurt you, he might be able to accept it. After all, he knows my strength. Judging your strength based on the result between us, it's not bad."
"And for him, the worst outcome is that you kill me without any harm."
When the old man said this, he didn't even blink, and his emotional stability surprised Ning Fan.
"Even though I think the possibility is very low, it's not completely impossible. After all, from the perspective of us Upper City people, the strongest force is the Eight Desolations."
"The Lower City may have a strength that surpasses the Eight Desolations."
"You've even managed something as unrealistic as coming to Upper City. This proves that our understanding of Upper City isn't the same as the truth."
Ning Fan understood everything the old man said.
But there was one thing that made him increasingly confused.
What on earth does this old man want to do by coming to see me?
From the time he appeared until now, the meanings he expressed seemed to be well-intentioned, or even neutral.
So they didn't have any friendship at all, and Ning Fan even killed his friend. This kind of situation...
Is it reasonable?
Why would someone tell me so much from afar?
"Old man, could you please explain your purpose first?"
Ning Fan chuckled and said, "Otherwise, I'd be feeling a bit uneasy even while chatting."
The old man was silent for a moment again.
Finally, he stretched out his right hand, which had been hidden in the sleeve of his hemp robe.
A dazzling stream of light suddenly appeared from his hand.
After a flash of light, a long sword appeared in his hand.
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