Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to speak, Qian Chongling suddenly added something else.
"Oh, right. A few more menus got torn up just now. Let's call that another million. You now owe me ten million Gold Soul Coins."
His words stunned everyone present.
In the past, the Shrek Seven Devils would certainly have burst out laughing, but last night's beating had frightened them into submission. Now they could only stare speechlessly at Qian Chongling, not daring to say a word.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, then Chen Xin smiled faintly. "No problem. If you can beat me, I'll hand over ten million Gold Soul Coins myself."
Qian Chongling shrugged. "It's too cramped in here to move freely. Let's fight outside."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure vanished. When he reappeared, he was already outside the restaurant's entrance.
Gu Rong frowned at the sight and whispered to Chen Xin, "I can't fathom this man's strength. Be careful. If necessary, I'll have Fengzhi enhance us both, and we'll kill him in one stroke."
Chen Xin said nothing. He merely nodded and followed Qian Chongling outside with a grave expression.
Outside the little restaurant, Qian Chongling remained as languid as ever, while Chen Xin stood opposite him, his expression solemn.
To Chen Xin's senses, the man before him seemed riddled with openings, yet he had a premonition that if he attacked any of those weaknesses, he would be dead the next second.
That was his intuition as a swordsman. Still, how could he know the outcome without fighting?
A sharp gleam suddenly flashed through Sword Douluo's eyes. The next moment, a sword appeared before him.
It was a clear blue longsword that looked as though it had been carved from crystal. At the same time, the nine