C600 Arrangements for the Aftermath

Chu Lin offered a faint smile, yet the black iron tree poised at Du Huangquan's throat remained firmly in place. With a character as cunning as a jackal, one could never afford to drop their guard.

"I have lost this duel!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Du Huangquan's mouth as he slowly closed his eyes. His admission sent a wave of relief washing over the onlookers on the mountain