Max smirked, his eyes unwavering. "So what if I did? So what if I didn't?"
Arnold's eyes gleamed with certainty as his smile turned sharp. "It seems you did obtain the Fish Dragon Grass. Very good. Then I'll kill you here and take it for myself."
"Just you?" Max smiled coldly, pretending to be disdainful. His tone sharpened as he spoke, every word like a blade. "Arnold, do you know what I decided before entering this secret domain? I swore to kill every single member of the Thunder Monarch Hall who came for my life—and you're no exception."
Unexpectedly, Arnold laughed. It wasn't forced or angry—it was calm and confident, the laugh of someone who believed victory was already in their hands. "Max, I already expected you would say something like that," he said slowly, his voice dripping with smugness. "Which is why I already notified the brothers nearby before coming here. Let's see where you can run this time."
