Zhao Wuji wiped the blood from his face, his eyes wide with fury. "Li Hanqiu! You dare kill me and Flender today? Try it if you have the guts!"
Li Hanqiu glanced at him, his expression utterly calm.
In the darkness, Holy Light Ao's enormous draconic body slowly emerged.
At some point, he had circled behind Zhao Wuji, his golden slit pupils gleaming brilliantly in the dark.
Zhao Wuji seemed to sense something. The hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
"Li Han-!"
Smack! Holy Light Ao's claw descended, as effortlessly as smashing a watermelon.
The next instant, Zhao Wuji's head shattered into a horrifying pool of blood. His body remained standing for another breath before collapsing with a thud.
Li Hanqiu stepped forward and approached Flender.
Flender stared at Zhao Wuji's lifeless body on the ground, looking helpless and dazed.
"One fatal strike. I can guarantee Zhao Wuji felt no pain before he died."
Flender closed his eyes. Only after a long while did he slowly open them again.
"Thank you," he said hoarsely.
"What are you thanking me for?"
"Thank you for giving old Zhao a quick death," Flender said.
"He seemed afraid of neither heaven nor earth, but death was actually what he feared most. Letting him go a little more easily was a blessing amid the misfortune..."
Flender murmured on, but his eyes were utterly hollow, as though he were a numb machine endlessly repeating words.
Li Hanqiu walked up to him and crouched down.
"Stop mourning Zhao Wuji, Flender. Your turn is coming soon."
Flender looked up at him, his expression so calm it was almost surprising.
"Are you going to kill me?" he asked.
"Of course."
"Because of Xiaogang?"
Li Hanqiu shook his head.
"No."
He reached out and lightly tapped