It thrust straight for his heart.
Tiezi Asan stared fixedly at Xuan Zhe.
Xuan Zhe stared right back at him.
If things kept going like this, it hardly looked like a good sign.
The blade's tip was already against his flesh and had pierced just a little deeper.
The only reason Xuan Zhe had not struck to kill was that he had deliberately held back.
Even a fool could see that Xuan Zhe had not used his full strength. Otherwise, Tiezi Asan would already have died here. That was a certainty.
To put it plainly, Xuan Zhe was toying with him. He had mocked Tiezi Asan over and over, and this last time, he had simply found a different way to humiliate him.
No, he could not let him keep acting so arrogantly. This guy was infuriating. He was determined to drive him insane.
"What the ** are you staring at? Got water in your brain or something? Tell me, are you sick?"
"No. I was just wondering whether you were afraid of dying. Look at the state you're in. Tsk, tsk, how miserable. You brought it all on yourself, working so hard to end up like this. Aren't you pathetic?"
"Stop insulting me!"
The blade suddenly drove into his flesh.
"Fine, fine, say whatever you want. I won't talk back, all right? Do whatever you want to me. I accept it. You're right about everything, okay?"
Tiezi Asan felt unbearably aggrieved. How had he ended up like this?
It was all the young master's fault.
He spent all day picking fights and offending people.
Now he had provoked someone formidable, and things had spiraled completely out of control. This was insane. He truly had no idea what else to say.
Staying at this impasse was no solution either. No