Fan Yuhe had completely lost his mind. His body was riddled with holes, and he was on the verge of dying.
However, at this time, he received Yuchi's mercy.
Yuchi no longer attacked him. Instead, he stood beside him and even used a trace of his Dao aura to help him recover.
Fan Yuhe then released a breath of turbid air. He was still alive!
He was confused by Yuchi's actions. What was this guy thinking?
Hesitation, shock, fear, panic, and an assortment of other emotions, coursed through him.
That being said, he gradually calmed down.
He had accepted his identity as a person who was about to die.
"Who exactly are you?" he asked with a self-deprecating smile.
"Let's play a game."
Yuchi, on the other hand, was quite happy.
He had no intention of answering Fan Yuhe's question. He took out a small coin.
A game?
He wanted to play a game at this time?
Was he crazy?
Fan Yuhe was about to cry.