"A duel to the death?"
Yin Tian let out a snort of laughter, "If we two were to fight, the one who dies would definitely not be me."
His voice was full of confidence, making Jiang Qing unable to help but clench his teeth and remain silent.
Yin Tian took a deep look at Jiang Qing, then continued to speak, "I don't want to kill you, but in the end, you harbored the intent to kill me. This account, I have to settle with you."
Jiang Qing still did not speak; he simply took out a dagger from his pocket.
He held the dagger in reverse grip and without hesitation stabbed his own stomach three times in succession.
"How about that?"
Jiang Qing trembled, his face pale, with fresh blood flowing from his mouth staining his teeth red, "Does this appease your anger?"
Yin Tian's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
This Jiang Qing was really ruthless with himself!
Although all three stabs avoided vital points, it would take several days to heal.