C1997 I'm Not Your Opponent

"Surprised, aren't you?" Qiumang hoisted Nanye Changli into the air, his sinister smile fixed on him. "You too have met your fate in my hands."

"Can't let go of a petty grudge from a million years ago?" Nanye Changli's featureless face emitted a light chuckle. "I never imagined I'd weigh so heavily on your mind."

"Nonsense!" Qiumang retorted furiously