Lu Potian saw Li Huai's hesitation and chuckled. "You're a good kid—very cautious. If I'd had a talent like you under my command back then, I wouldn't have lost so miserably.
"I know you're wary of me, but look at the state I'm in. Once I'm released, I probably won't even be able to beat you. What are you worried about?
"Besides, you should know about the relationship between me, Shaolin Temple, and those righteous sects. In truth, I didn't kill that many of their people. Most of my time was spent restructuring the Blood Demon Sect.
"But those bastards dumped every shit pot they could find onto my head. Once I get out, those righteous sects will definitely come looking to settle scores with me.
"Your master's reputation in the Jianghu isn't much better, but mine is definitely even more notorious. I can draw plenty of their fire for him.
"Most importantly, do you have faith in your master? If you do, then no matter how strong I am, releasing me won't pose a threat to him."
Li Huai was not one to hesitate. After giving it some thought, he directly removed all the seals on Lu Potian. In any case, he believed in his master's strength, and the battle outside was in full swing. This truly was no time for delay.
Meanwhile, outside, although Su Xin had suffered some injuries after using his ultimate move, Xuan Ming and Xuan Ku still could not defeat him.
However, they were not worried. A life-risking secret technique at the level of the Calamity Fist could be used at most once by Su Xin. If he used it a second time, they would not even need to act—Su Xin would play himself to death.
Thus, this stalemate was actually the best possible