Xiao Fengque was not walking fast and was left behind by Xie An.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Xie An's pace gradually slowed down, and before long, Xiao Fengque walked up to his side.
Xie An stared intently at the empty space in front of him, and parted his lips slightly: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
"What did you say?" Xiao Fengque asked lightly. "Oh. There's no need to blame yourself."
"Self-blame?" The word lingered on Xie An's tongue for a moment, and he almost gritted his teeth as he uttered it.
Xiao Fengque thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to blame yourself or thank me."
"Thank you?" Xie An suddenly sneered, and with a clang, the Kunwu sword at his waist was already at Xiao Fengque's neck—"I'll thank you right now!"
The sword was not drawn; what brushed against Xiao Fengque's neck was actually just the scabbard.
Xiao Fengque lowered his eyes, glanced at the Kunwu sword on his neck, and then glanced at Xie An.
There was no fear in his eyes at Xie An's knife; instead, there was a hint of mockery, as if he were ridiculing Xie An's outward strength masking inner weakness.
Xie An's hand gripping the hilt of the knife tightened suddenly, veins bulging!
Xiao Fengque mocked, "You were quick to sell this time. Is it because you've learned your lesson and are now determined to improve?"
"I could have played the long game," Xie An said coldly. "If it weren't for your people interfering, the tiger of Sichuan would already be a sitting duck for me!"
"What a perfect turtle in a jar!" Xiao Fengque sneered. "If I hadn't gone, the old turtle would have already swum back to the East Sea!"
Xie An suddenly closed in on Xiao Fengque, and the two could feel each other's breath: "Fifth on Earth, I'm third, you're fifth. The rules of Tianji Tower are first come, first served. Have you forgotten?"
Xiao Fengque extended two fingers and pressed a major acupoint on Xie An's body. Xie An groaned and exerted more force, pressing the knife down even harder.
Xiao Fengque pressed down on Xie An's Kunwu sword, the veins on the back of his hand bulging from the force, but his face remained expressionless. He tilted his head and coldly mocked, "From now on, if you encounter a tiger from Shu on the road, you don't need to fight. Just ask him how old he is. If he's older than you, just say you respect the young; if he's younger, just say it's first come, first served. How about that?"
"You!" Xie An was even angrier.
"Me?" Xiao Fengque sneered.
Yi Tianzhao sat behind the monitor, took off his glasses and wiped them. Then he wiped his eyes.
Martial arts choreographer He Yuan stood behind Yi Tianzhao, watching the scene before him in shock.
Jiang Erjing, who was going to act alongside these two in a moment, opened her mouth and then lowered her jaw, which had almost dropped to the ground.
"……easy……"
"Shh!" Yi Tianzhao hurriedly said, "Don't break Li Yi's composure! He's not Ye Chu!"
Although Yi Tianzhao didn't know where the intense tension between Li Yi and Shang Yechu came from, he was afraid it would disappear. Strangely enough, when the two acted in scenes together, Shang Yechu had to desperately drag Li Yi along; but when they acted in scenes as adversaries, it was as if they were divinely aided, and the tension in the air was so strong that it could trigger a fire alarm.
It's as if these two were born to hate each other.
"Besides being good with words," Xie An suddenly released his grip and turned his face away, "what else can you do?"
Xiao Fengque rubbed his aching shoulders and retorted, "You're the leader who feeds the tigers of Shu and lets the turtles in the jar go!"
"Incomprehensible—" Xie An narrowed his eyes, veins bulging on his forehead, as if he were extremely angry. "Where's your knife? Take out your knife! I don't kill unarmed people!"
"Bare-handed?" Xiao Fengque sneered, suddenly leaping forward and throwing a punch at Xie An's face—
"Killing you is enough!"
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