Old Man Yuan's words seemed to have had an effect.
The young man's attacks slowed, and even Yin Wuyu seemed to be affected, his movements slowing as well.
That gave me a chance to catch my breath.
I grabbed Yin Wuyu's wrist again and snatched the dagger from his hand.
Old Man Yuan sighed in relief when he saw that. Without a weapon, Yin Wuyu would not be able to inflict fatal harm on me.
In his view, if I could bring myself to be ruthless, I could deal with Yin Wuyu. Even if I did not take his life, I could still render him unable to fight, though he would inevitably suffer some injuries.
But I could not bring myself to hurt Yin Wuyu.
He had been controlled by the middle-aged man's drugs. Nothing he did was conscious, and if he had been awake, he would rather have been hurt himself than use the Dreamscape to kill me.
When the middle-aged man saw me take the dagger from Yin Wuyu, he suddenly became anxious. "I told you to kill him! You useless trash!"
Yin Wuyu's already bloodshot eyes instantly turned scarlet. Another dagger appeared in the hand I had taken the weapon from, identical to the previous one, and he charged at me again with it.
Damn it, was this never going to end?
I said to Old Man Yuan, "Kill him!"
I hated that middle-aged man to the core, not because he wanted to kill me. Plenty of people wanted me dead, yet I was still alive and well. What enraged me was his methods. Seeing the pain on Yin Wuyu's face, I knew Yin Wuyu had to be suffering terribly inside.
Although he had been controlled by drugs, I could feel that he was still conscious.
That