"Life debt? Surname Su?"
Zuo Qiuyang was slightly startled upon hearing this: "So you are Su Mo from Ziyang Escort Agency..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but cough repeatedly, fresh blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
Struggling to rise, he sat down in the chair in the center of the hall, let out a gentle breath, and as he looked up, he saw Yang Xiaoyun, wielding the Dragon Abyss Spear, cutting through the crowd in combat.
Despite being a woman, she wouldn't accept defeat from any man.
Her martial arts skills are scarcely matched by her peers.
Wei Ziyi, having cultivated in silence within Lengyue Palace for many years, perfected the Crescent Moon Sword Technique, reaching the true essence. At this moment, the life and death of his two subordinates, the black-clothed men, hung by a thread.
As for Su Mo in front of him...
He hadn't even truly made a move, yet he was already severely injured.
This chess game... how did it end up becoming a dead end at the end?