A sparring match.
So that was what he had meant by sleeping well tonight.
The dead slept best.
Because they never woke up.
He wants to fight me!
And just like that Xu Yuan, every word he says is full of malice!
It had been a long time since Blood Venerable Ji Huairang had lost his composure.
But the Human Emperor of the Three Realms had come to his door to fight him!
Was he really that stupid?
"Countless lives in two worlds hang on what we do. Have you considered that, Brother Lu?"
Ji Huairang spoke calmly.
"I had no intention of fighting at first, but you were the ones who brought it up," Lu Chaowu said.
Ji Huairang fell silent for a breath, then said, "I admire you. Truly."
"It's only a sparring match. What's there to admire?" Lu Chaowu said with a smile.
"Do you care nothing for the entire Imperial Dynasty behind you? If we fight, the World Lords of Shaking Light and Vast Heaven will be very interested in watching. They may even come to pick up the spoils."
"Besides, the monsters of the Truth Void are hiding in the shadows, watching what happens in the Three Realms."
"For us to fight now would be most unwise."
"So I truly admire your courage."
Ji Huairang laid it all out slowly, speaking as though he feared the other man might not hear or understand him.
But Lu Chaowu shook his head.
"I don't care about any of that. I only know that if you want to spar, then we should spar until there's a winner. That's how it ought to be."
"I was once nothing but a general!"
"I don't care about the Three Realms!"
Ji Huairang slowly turned to look at him. Seeing the fighting