Su Che naturally had no idea that Princess Jia'an had silently spun an entire little essay in her head.
"A fine man, truly a worthy opponent."
Without a sound, Yuqiang suddenly spoke from the other side, putting on the air that he and Su were somehow evenly matched.
"Hmm?"
"One day, when I herd horses across the Central Plains, I hope to experience your methods. Hahaha..."
Su Che looked at the heartily laughing Yuqiang. This one seemed to have imagined even more.
How was it that, after looking around the circle, the Water Monkey who pulled an iron cudgel from beneath his gauze skirt every day was the most normal one?
So, not continuing to throw in his lot with this bunch had truly been the right choice. Though Senior Yin-Yang Dharma King was irreconcilable with gambling and vice, he really did pass down the Black Emperor Method, and usually served as chief strategist as well.
Staying with these people would probably only worsen the condition, hardly conducive to further treatment.
"I've come for Li Hong's head. Are we enemies or friends?"
Su Che looked toward the Water Monkey on the other side.
Wu Zhiqi hugged his staff, carrying the lonely grace and free-spirited air of a warrior at sunset.
"As you please."
"Then we're friends."
Su Che naturally knew what these people wanted. They wanted Li Hong dead, and he himself happened to be quite famous.
The Duling Su Clan's wastrel, the Great Liang Imperial Demon Hunters' lackey—either identity shared the same goal they did.
After some discussion between the two sides, Su Che, open and aboveboard, walked toward the other side. Lu Bai and Zhu Yi naturally would not shame Little Su, the interrogator, and they too casually sheathed their long sabers.
There were three Reverted Elixir experts