Zong Yi looked at Luo Zheng with a face full of distaste, then said bitterly to the Green-Clad Woman, "Then can I give up?"
"Your name has already been registered. If you choose to give up, you'll be placed on the Blacklist and barred from entering the Eternal Desolate Plains ever again," the Green-Clad Woman said indifferently.
Zong Yi was utterly depressed.
Of course, the ponytailed woman named Mi Qing and the burly man named Ji Ming didn't look too happy either.
This concerned life and death—who would be willing to treat it as a joke?
But things had already come to this. Regret was useless, so they could only tacitly accept the outcome.
Who would have thought that Zong Yi still wasn't willing to give in? His thoughts turned, and he glared viciously at Luo Zheng. "Boy, I'll give you one chance to live. Withdraw right now!"
If Luo Zheng withdrew, someone else would take his place.
But Luo Zheng would be put on the Blacklist. He would never be able to receive an Entry Token from the Chi You Clan again, nor would he be able to enter the Eternal Desolate Plains.
Ji Ming and Mi Qing also fixed their gazes on Luo Zheng. Naturally, they hoped he would recognize the danger and retreat.
Watching Zong Yi jump up and down in front of him, Luo Zheng remained utterly indifferent. "Why should I withdraw?"
"If you don't withdraw, don't blame me for being rude." The viciousness on Zong Yi's face was laid bare. "Besides, the Eternal Desolate Plains are incomparably dangerous. You'll definitely die in there!"
"You've said something completely pointless," Luo Zheng said flatly.
Earlier, Scarface had thrown out one piece of nonsense after another. Now Luo Zheng choked him off with a single sentence, leaving him