C120 Finally Eating the Fruit

A chill pierced through Nangong Si's heart as Ye Mo, having discarded his longsword, maintained his wild aura unabated. Watching the young man advance, Nangong Si gripped his broken sword, sweat streaming down his face. He glanced back only to realize he had nowhere left to retreat.

"What are you going to do..."

Nangong Si's voice, now lacking any trace of confidence, was laced with anxiety