Surrender? Scholar Xiao's heart filled with bitterness. If Ruan Tian and Ruan Di hadn't chosen to flee just now, but had stayed to fight alongside them, they might have stood a chance against Taoist Xi Menzi. Especially since the two attendants had yet to reveal their trump cards—the outcome would have been uncertain.
Unfortunately, the Ruan Brothers had betrayed them and fled, leaving them at the mercy of the terrifying and bizarre Taoist Xi Menzi before them.
"Why so silent?" Li Ang rubbed his palms together and asked with a smile, "Is your 'eloquent speech' censored? Or is it that you haven't recharged your 'fan card' to speak?"
Scholar Xiao didn't understand what 'censored' or 'fan card' meant. However, judging by the expression on Li Ang's face, he could guess this was mockery. He said gravely, "Your techniques are superior. I have lost.
