However, Little Black Man showed no hesitation at all. He gripped She Li's head, his fingers turning into a sharp blade that pressed against She Li's temple.
"I want to see whether you can swing faster, or I can kill faster."
She Li no longer had the focus to care about what was happening outside. His spiritual will, like Chen Cheng's just now, was suffering Little Black Man's corrosion.
Chen Cheng did not act rashly. There were too many machines here; he could not possibly destroy them all before Little Black Man killed She Li and the others.
Besides, whether Little Black Man was truly inside these machines was still uncertain. It was entirely possible that he was merely a frequency band now, and these machines were only specialized program instruments through which he manifested in the real world.
Destroying those machines would most likely only stop him from appearing before people and causing trouble.
Seeing the dilemma on Chen Cheng's face, Little Black Man knew he had succeeded. Chen Cheng did not dare gamble.
"Very good. It seems you've already made your choice."
"Let them go. As long as you don't go out and stir up trouble, I can pretend none of this ever happened."
Chen Cheng looked at Little Black Man, his voice dark and grim.
At the same time, he understood even more clearly why his bargain-bin ancestor had not dealt with this fellow back then.
Just like today, he had controlled the people Chen Cheng cared about, leaving Chen Cheng no choice but to compromise.
Little Black Man chuckled after hearing Chen Cheng's words, then said,
"Throw away the sword in your hand first. Otherwise, I'll suspect that you're not being very sincere."
Little Black Man's words undoubtedly posed Chen Cheng a difficult problem.
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