"Now you're not even pretending anymore, you must have been dissatisfied with me long ago and have been wanting to get rid of me."
"Just as well, it's time for us to settle our differences."
The Zhang Family Patriarch shook his head and said,
"Wǔ Cǎi, you're still so stubborn, unwilling to listen to anyone's advice."
After speaking, he turned to Zhang Wu and said:
"Little Wu, take Lin Jing and leave this place to avoid getting injured by mistake."
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Wu responded and then led Lin Jing out.
They retreated a great distance before Zhang Wu finally stopped.
From afar, the two of them watched the standoff between the two men in the arena.
The two men's momentum was like rainbows, like two unparalleled swords facing each other.
Even though they were far away, Lin Jing could still clearly feel that suffocating pressure.
Perhaps it was because the two men's momentum was too astonishing.