"Since there's no refusal, then... prepare for your end."
Juque nodded slightly, as if merely declaring an established fact.
He slowly raised the seemingly ordinary three-foot green blade in his hand.
However, at the very moment before the blade was about to fall—
"Senior, please wait!"
A calm voice echoed.
Juque paused slightly, turning his gaze towards the speaker, Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng, enduring the intense pain in his body, cupped his hands towards Juque with an unyielding tone.
"This scoundrel has a deep blood feud with me, has harmed my family, and abducted my father. I earnestly plead with the senior to let me handle this scoundrel personally, to bring peace to the spirits of the deceased in my Gu family!"
Juque looked into Gu Sheng's firm and resolute eyes, then at his body covered with cracked wounds yet still standing tall, a hint of contemplation flashed in his eyes, and he slightly stepped aside, allowing half of his body, speaking faintly.
"Okay."
