Lu Ye had been through countless battles, great and small. Naturally, he would not let an opponent's words disrupt his rhythm. Who knew whether this was some enemy plot? So even after hearing Hetao's voice, his offensive did not change in the slightest.
Seeing this, Hetao grew a little anxious and spoke rapidly, "Fellow cultivator, I will leave this battle on my own. I only wish to make friends with you."
Though she knew her life would not be in danger here, watching the Weapon Cultivator before her charge forward with unstoppable momentum still filled Hetao with dread. At last, she understood why Che Chi had lost so quickly. She had never experienced such terrifying pressure before.
Almost the instant her words fell, her neck turned faintly cold. By the time she reacted, her opponent was already standing at her side, his long blade resting against her throat.
Lu Ye did not bring the blade down, because his opponent truly seemed to have no intention of resisting.
Lu Ye frowned. "You know me?"
He had only just arrived here. In the Asura Arena, he knew only Gui Yi. Yet this woman suddenly wanted to befriend him, making Lu Ye wonder whether Hetao had also come from the Myriad Phenomena Sea and had seen him before.
Hetao froze for a moment, then hurriedly shook her head. "We have never met before."
"Then why do you want to be friends with me?" Lu Ye asked.
"Can we discuss it later? This is not a place for talking." Hetao asked cautiously, "If you are willing, could we exchange imprints?"
Lu Ye considered it. He was indeed curious, and merely exchanging imprints was no great matter. He immediately sheathed his blade and took out his Asura Token.
Hetao let out a breath of relief