Xu Yang strode forward, murderous intent surging in his eyes.
He had only intended to be a spectator, yet fate had chosen Nan Hao, and the bastard had singled him out by name.
This duel—he could have easily declined.
However, a spark of inspiration suddenly ignited within Xu Yang.
"Xu Yang, stand down!"
Wuo Longyue's face changed dramatically, glaring icily as he barked at Xu Yang.
Xu Yang met Wuo Longyue's gaze, his eyes brimming with unshakable confidence!
Wuo Longyue's brow furrowed deeply.
Xu Yang's true strength—of course he knew it well.
Wuo Changyuan had never concealed it from him.
But compared to Nan Hao, there was still a gap.
"Chief, I must fight this battle."
"I'm going to butcher him with my own hands!"
Xu Yang grinned, baring his teeth.
"Arrogant fool!"
"Daqian dog, if you've got the guts, step up."
Nan Hao, overjoyed, responded with an icy sneer.
Indeed, where darkness gives way to light, hope appears from nowhere!
