"Enough is enough. The ten-move challenge, I've made eight moves, almost exhausting all I've learned. Your name is Jiang Chen?" The Brown Cloak Man's tone had a hint of exhaustion, a touch of gloom, but ultimately a rare admiration.
Jiang Chen chuckled, "Does that mean the duel is over?"
"Yes, it's over." The Brown Cloak Man admitted with frustration, "Go ahead, what do you want to know?"
He was relieved now; if it had been a wager on heads, he would have lost his to the opponent. Fortunately, the opponent only demanded him to reveal his origins and identity.
Compared to life itself, the weight of this was obviously lighter.
Jiang Chen chuckled again, glancing at the other three cloaked figures: "They have no objections either, right?"
"I'm their leader; what I say goes." The Brown Cloak Man replied indifferently.
