At this moment, Qian Gaochang's emotions were more than just complex or regretful, like a mixed stew containing every possible flavor—sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy.
Yet Qian Gaochang also understood that he had to think of a solution in a very short period of time, otherwise, according to Xiao Tian's usual style, it was very likely that he would truly ruin his other leg.
Even if it's for temporarily pacifying the opponent, it's better than sitting and waiting for death...
Suddenly, Qian Gaochang felt an inexplicable yet distinctly present sense of panic, as if something bad was about to happen.
In his frantic state, he quickly said, "I take back what I said earlier; we can discuss this matter, as long as you… ahhhhh!"
Halfway through his sentence, a blood-curdling scream erupted from his throat, the awful, enormous sound making everyone who heard it involuntarily shudder, and their gaze towards Xiao Tian began to grow fearful.
