"Spare me!" Yu Du suddenly shouted, then continued in a trembling voice, "W-we can talk this over. We can talk!"
Yu Du raised both hands, wanting to move the saber Huang Xiao had laid against his neck. But when his hands were halfway up, he felt the blade press harder against his neck, bringing a trace of pain. He knew its edge had already cut through the skin.
"I won't move-I won't move!" Yu Du hurriedly lowered his half-raised hands and shouted. He feared that one tremor of Huang Xiao's hand would send his head flying from his shoulders.
When he felt the blade against his neck ease its pressure, he knew his words had worked.
Still, Huang Xiao's saber remained against his neck, leaving his heart trembling with fear.
He had not seen how Huang Xiao had drawn his saber at all. He had only seen a flash of cold light, and then the saber was at his neck.
Was this his true strength? Yu Du's heart trembled.
He realized he had been wildly mistaken. Perhaps Jia Kong, like him, had underestimated the young man before them far too much.
Jia Kong had believed he could deal with this young man without paying much of a price, which was why he had wanted to kill Huang Xiao here. But judging by that saber strike, this young man's strength was certainly no less than Jia Kong's. If they really fought on, Jia Kong would gain nothing from it either.
Neither Jia Kong nor he had paid much heed earlier when this young man spoke of both sides suffering heavy losses. Now it seemed he truly had not been lying.
"Answer!"
Yu Du inwardly breathed a slight sigh of relief, then gave a helpless, bitter smile. "Actually, I'm not very clear