Perhaps it was because Xu Shuo paused for a moment after those words, Wald XVIII felt that the negotiation might succeed, and he immediately summoned the book.
At this moment, he had no intention of posturing for benefits.
He just wanted this madman to stop!
"There's no need for us to fight to the death..."
Wald XVIII said, coughing up blood violently.
Xu Shuo stared at him expressionlessly.
With the top half of his face concealed by the helmet of the Sun Crown, leaving only the thinly pressed line of his lips visible, Wald XVIII was unable to discern his expression.
What he couldn't see was that the young man's eyes showed no intention of negotiating.
Xu Shuo paused.
He was simply wondering why this man hadn't died yet.
It seemed he had been stabbed for three or four minutes already.
Wald XVIII's body was a complete wreck, both arms severed, internal organs all destroyed, and who knew how many arteries had been cut.
Yet, despite the massive blood loss...
