The First to Fall

Pain stabbed through his body in waves, but Yuming refused to accept that he had lost. He continued to rage wildly:

"Let go of me! Let go of me right now, you damn native! I'm going to kill you!"

"I still have treasures I haven't used! I still have powerful forbidden arts I haven't used! If you've got the guts, let me go and we'll fight again!"

Watching Yuming rave like a madman, Shen Fan turned toward Yumu, who was trying to tear open space and sneak away. He gave a light cough. "Are the prodigies of the Hongyu Clan always this shameless?"

Yumu's body stiffened at once. He waved his hands repeatedly. "Uh, I'm not sure. After all, I don't know him well!"

At Shen Fan's half-smiling gaze, cold sweat streamed down Yumu's back. His mind raced. "It's true! He forced me to do all this. I really did mean to honor our contract before. You have to believe me!"

Shen Fan narrowed his eyes, looked up beyond the heavens, then said leisurely, "Mm, I believe you. So you can have your revenge now!

"Kill him, and we'll continue with our contract from before!"

"Huh? I kill him?"

Yumu hadn't expected Shen Fan to ask him to do such a thing.

If he killed Yuming, there was no way he could stay in the Hongyu Clan. He would even face the clan's endless pursuit. Wouldn't that leave him with no way out but death?

Just as Yumu was about to refuse, Shen Fan acted before he could. He released a faint trace of the aura he had kept suppressed, locking it firmly onto Yumu. "Kill him, or I'll kill you!

"Only one of you will live!"

That mere wisp of aura made Yumu feel as though he were facing