"Don't worry. I'll just take off one of your arms later."
Jiang Siming nearly burst out laughing when he heard that.
He didn't waste any more words on him. He turned and went back to his seat by the ring to wait for the match to begin.
Just as Jiang Siming sat down, a graceful figure came up behind him.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Siming asked, turning around with a puzzled look.
Why had Huo Wu come here? Could she be here to challenge him too?
No way. This woman couldn't be that stupid, right? Probably not... though it was hard to say.
"I'm not here to challenge you. I'm here to tell you that the man opposite you, Shi Guoyou, is a murderer from fifteen years ago. He knows Internal Martial Arts and was a Yellow Grade expert of the Hidden Cultivation Sect back then. His strength might be even greater now."
"How dare a murderer come here?" Jiang Siming asked in confusion.
"I don't know. He's probably been on the run for so many years that he thinks he's safe now," Huo Wu replied.
"And? Are you worried I can't beat him?" Jiang Siming asked.
Huo Wu couldn't help letting out a laugh. "I've never worried about that. I came to ask you to beat him until he can't move when you make your move later. That way, there'll be less danger when the police arrest him."
"Oh, that's easy. I'll just cripple his dantian."
Jiang Siming nodded readily, and Huo Wu felt a chill run down her back.
This guy said the simplest things, but did the most ruthless things.
For a practitioner of Internal Energy, having his dantian crippled was even more agonizing than being killed.
"Fine. As long as you're happy." Huo Wu nodded.