"Han Houzhi!"
He Pingsheng actually laughed at the bastard. "There are plenty of ungrateful people in this world!"
"And no shortage of those who repay kindness with malice!"
"Still more shamelessly turn black into white!"
"But few manage to embody every one of those qualities!"
"You're one of them!"
"Hahahaha..." Han Houzhi burst out laughing at He Pingsheng's assessment. "I'm delighted you think so highly of me, He Pingsheng... killing you might entangle me in cause and effect!"
"But if I don't kill you, the days ahead will be unbearable!"
"I never want to live that life of being hunted everywhere again!"
"That's right. Everything I just said was an excuse. I have only one goal: to kill you!"
"Because only by killing you... can I ensure my secret never gets out!"
"Now, I'll give you two choices!" Rather than attacking immediately, Han Houzhi said, "First, hand over the Heavenly Dao Slave Mark!"
"Second, die by my hand!"
"Choose!"
With a wave of his hand, He Pingsheng gripped a purplish-red staff. "Han Houzhi, you think far too highly of yourself!"
"Today, I'll show you that I will neither hand over the Heavenly Dao Slave Mark nor die!"
Boom...
The next instant, He Pingsheng shot backward, putting a hundred zhang between himself and Han Houzhi in a flash.
"Hahaha..." Han Houzhi laughed. "It's not that I think too highly of myself. You simply don't understand me!"
"He Pingsheng... throughout my journey, I've never met my match!"
"No Immortal a full major realm above me has ever been able to kill me!"
"No one at my level has ever escaped my grasp!"
"Let alone you, whose cultivation is a full six levels below mine!"
"Today is the day you die!"
"I won't even need my full strength to kill you!"
Han Houzhi