A gleam slowly rose into the air. It was the Lone Moon Slash, hovering and spinning, its luminous blade pointed straight at Princess Xima's neck. Although Bu Buma's party had rescued Xima earlier, after losing two men and seeing Xiang Shancong flee, they had forgotten her.
Ji Feihua controlled the Lone Moon Slash from a distance. He said softly, "Trading this Black Hu Princess for Madam Xu's remains should be a worthwhile bargain."
Bu Buma swept an expressionless glance over Xima. "What does her life or death have to do with me? If she dies, that debt will also be charged to Great Kang."
Ji Feihua frowned, inwardly reflecting that Bu Buma and the Black Hu Envoy Group apparently had not come with the same purpose. She had arranged to meet Hu Xiaotian here for an exchange, but her aim was not to rescue Princess Xima. It was to eliminate Hu Xiaotian.
Hu Xiaotian nodded. "I won't bargain with you, Bu Buma. You'll die here."
Bu Buma burst out laughing. "Kill me? Just the two of you?"
At that moment, Gang Baduo's massive figure staggered upright in the deep pit his impact had gouged out. His entire body was so red that it was impossible to tell whether he was bleeding.
Hu Xiaotian marveled inwardly at the brute's tenacious hold on life. He exchanged a glance with Ji Feihua and silently made up his mind. These people had already desecrated his mother's mausoleum. By using her remains to threaten him, Bu Buma had actually exposed her own inner fear. Whether because of the situation before him or his own nature, he could not retreat another half step. Giving ground to an enemy would not win their understanding; it would only fan the flames of their arrogance.
Although Ji Feihua had