The cold moon hung high, and the Jiang wind whipped fiercely.
His bloodstained white robe streaked across the boundless black water like a fiery meteor, three feet of keen steel trailing a line of cold light beneath the silver moon!
Tap, tap, tap...
Ripples dotted the endless river, pointing toward the blood-colored mist at the edge of sight. From afar, they resembled an arrow charging relentlessly forward, shooting toward a red behemoth waiting to devour its prey.
The Tower Ship flickering in and out of view within the mist was the beast's bloodred eye, staring down the river!
Xie Jinhuan's white robe fluttered in the wind. Watching the bloody mist floating over the river, he flicked the stopper off the bottle with his left hand as he drew close:
"If the pill works, what are my chances of winning?"
Ye Hongshang floated beside him with the Red Umbrella on her shoulder and arched her brows:
"If you're afraid of dying, why go?"
"I can't treat the threats I've already made like so much hot air. Besides, I don't know what I went through these past three years, but facing an opponent I can't kill that very day feels worse than losing silver."
"Heh."
Ye Hongshang looked toward the red mist blanketing the distance and considered carefully:
"Don't worry. If the pill really works, as long as you don't do anything stupid, you can hold out until the city's Military Soldiers arrive."
"Even with twice my power, I have no chance of killing that old bastard instead?!"
"You do, but it's extremely dangerous. If you can retain a shred of reason, do your best to kite him. Don't charge in blindly."
Seeing that he had a chance, Xie Jinhuan tipped the pill straight into his mouth and casually tossed the bottle