"Going all out against this old man?"
Blood Raven Ancestor chewed over Qin He's words, and a flicker of delight crossed his face.
When two sides were fighting, if either one said things like "going all out" or "fight to the death," it meant they were feeling guilty, at a disadvantage, and had to stake everything on one final gamble to achieve their goal.
In an instant, the last trace of unease in Blood Raven Ancestor's heart settled once more.
Fighting was all about one side waning as the other waxed.
If you went soft, this old man would get hard. After all, all along, this little thief had been the one taking the beating.
With that thought, Blood Raven Ancestor cast a sidelong glance at Black Wind Mountain, majestic and ever-shifting.
The only possible surprise in killing this thief was Black Wind Mountain, so close at hand.
Later, he absolutely could not allow the fellow an opportunity to flee into it. Otherwise, things would become troublesome. Black Wind Mountain was incomparably perilous, and even Blood Raven Ancestor did not dare enter it lightly.
While Blood Raven Ancestor's thoughts churned, Qin He likewise sized up Black Wind Mountain.
He pondered that Blood Raven Holy Son often came here. Once the fight began, he first had to block Blood Raven Ancestor from escaping inside. Otherwise, the other side would gain home-field advantage, and that would be troublesome.
Black Wind Mountain was known as one of the Ten Absolute Lands. It was bound to possess something extraordinary.
Yet when Blood Raven Ancestor saw that glance, it only strengthened his conviction.
The little thief appeared tough, but he was actually feeling guilty! He wanted to flee into Black Wind Mountain; otherwise, he would not have rushed here all this way!
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